Land of the free
Home of the brave
From sea to shining sea
In between golden waves
From the fields farmers plant
Across the vast Mid-West
In this Americana Panorama
Northern cities touching sky
Scrapers lighting up the night
As the Carolina shore
Echos back the oceans roar
Along the Texas plains
Where freedom loves to sing
In this Americana Panorama
With the Grand Canyons openness
To Alaska's wilderness
The mountains majesty
Powerful in its reach
In all the time that's spent
There's no other way to live
In this Americana Panorama
The colorful blue fescue
On a Kentucky afternoon
Under a Live Oak tree
With Spanish moss as company
To the California sunset
Being the last thing said
In this Americana Panorama
Apr 20, 2017
Apr 20, 2017 at 8:53 AM UTC
Land of the free
Home of the brave
From sea to shining sea
In between golden waves
From the fields farmers plant
Across the vast Mid-West
In this Americana Panorama
Northern cities touching sky
Scrapers lighting up the night
As the Carolina shore
Echos back the oceans roar
Along the Texas plains
Where freedom loves to sing
In this Americana Panorama
With the Grand Canyons openness
To Alaska's wilderness
The mountains majesty
Powerful in its reach
In all the time that's spent
There's no other way to live
In this Americana Panorama
The colorful blue fescue
On a Kentucky afternoon
Under a Live Oak tree
With Spanish moss as company
To the California sunset
Being the last thing said
In this Americana Panorama
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