I saw a peaceful old valley With a carpet of corn for a floor And I heard a voice within me whisper This is worth fighting for I saw a little old cabin And the river that flowed by the door And I heard a voice within me whisper This is worth fighting for Didn’t I build that cabin? Didn’t I plant that corn? Didn’t my folks before me Fight for this country before I was born? I gathered my loved ones around me And I gazed at each face I adore Then I heard that voice within me thunder This is worth fighting for