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| If tomorrow all the things were gone | |
| And I had to start again | |
| I'd thank my lucky stars | |
| 'Cause the flag still stands for freedom | |
| And I'm proud to be an American, where | |
| And I won't forget the men who died, who | |
| And I gladly stand up | |
| 'Cause there ain't | |
| I love this land, God bless the | |
| From | |
| to the hills | |
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| Across the plains of Texas, from | |
| From Detroit down to | |
| and New York to | |
| Well there's pride in every | |
| And it's time we | |
| that I'm | |
| where at least I know I'm free, and | |
| who gave that right to me, | |
| and defend her still today, 'cause | |
| I love this land, | |
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