From America's coast to coast
Along all it's cities streets
Is the country that I love
From sea to shining sea
From the beauty of the Blue Ridge
To it's vast Kentucky grass
I love the New York City sky scrapes
As much as the Rocky Mountains pass
There's no more beautiful of a sight
As the Atlantic's morning sunrise
Or standing by the Pacific
Watching as the sun says its goodbyes
I love the mystery of the Bayou
Down Louisiana way
As well as the shinning beauty of
All of Minnesota's lakes
All the way to the mountain tops of Washington
To the open sky of the Mid-West
From Chicago and its urban blues
To the jazz played in Memphis
Whether up and down the Eastern seaboard
Or along the coast out West
All that's seen in between
Nothing more and nothing less
Is more beautiful in all the world
God has truly blessed America
Home of the Brave, land of the Free
America, my country
May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 7:55 AM UTC
From America's coast to coast
Along all it's cities streets
Is the country that I love
From sea to shining sea
From the beauty of the Blue Ridge
To it's vast Kentucky grass
I love the New York City sky scrapes
As much as the Rocky Mountains pass
There's no more beautiful of a sight
As the Atlantic's morning sunrise
Or standing by the Pacific
Watching as the sun says its goodbyes
I love the mystery of the Bayou
Down Louisiana way
As well as the shinning beauty of
All of Minnesota's lakes
All the way to the mountain tops of Washington
To the open sky of the Mid-West
From Chicago and its urban blues
To the jazz played in Memphis
Whether up and down the Eastern seaboard
Or along the coast out West
All that's seen in between
Nothing more and nothing less
Is more beautiful in all the world
God has truly blessed America
Home of the Brave, land of the Free
America, my country
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