From their perch far above on the cliffside,
they survey the world below,
sitting upon their nests all majestic and free,
a mighty symbol of a nations might,
standing for everything that is right.
Strong and mighty they soar above in the austere blue skies,
a fight they do not seek but ever ready to defend the weak are they,
a mighty symbol of this great nation they shall neve back down,
for we in America are defenders of the afflicted,
helpers of our own people in time of need,
just like the mighty eagle soaring through the skies,
ever on the prowl to right the wrongs we percieve.
