Song parody of
All The Pretty America
by Nancy K Dillon
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All the Pretty America
Lies in ashes at my feet
All the Pretty America
Has up and gone to sleep
When will she wake?
Who knows the score?
How long does it take to learn that less
Might just be more?
All the Pretty America
Has packed her bags and fled
She's off to join the carnival
In England or France someone said
On wings of desire
She flies through the night
An artiste trapeze on the breeze she swings
Balanced just right
All the Pretty America dreams of you tonight
Please send her your brightest angels
To help her set things right
As she shapes a new dawn
The night falls away
Send all your bright hopes for the child
Of a tender new day
All the Pretty America needs our prayers today
For strength of heart and wonder
And a lamp to light her way
Then a healing shall come
Her bandages fall
Tender scars fade to the shade of a ghost
In spite of it all
All the Pretty America
Lies in ashes at my feet
All the Pretty America
Has up and gone to sleep
When will she wake?
All the Pretty America
Lies in ashes at my feet
All the Pretty America
Has up and gone to sleep
When will she wake?
Who knows the score?
How long does it take to learn that less
Might just be more?
All the Pretty America
Has packed her bags and fled
She's off to join the carnival
In England or France someone said
On wings of desire
She flies through the night
An artiste trapeze on the breeze she swings
Balanced just right
All the Pretty America dreams of you tonight
Please send her your brightest angels
To help her set things right
As she shapes a new dawn
The night falls away
Send all your bright hopes for the child
Of a tender new day
All the Pretty America needs our prayers today
For strength of heart and wonder
And a lamp to light her way
Then a healing shall come
Her bandages fall
Tender scars fade to the shade of a ghost
In spite of it all
All the Pretty America
Lies in ashes at my feet
All the Pretty America
Has up and gone to sleep
When will she wake?
