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Land where my fathers died
Land of the pilgrims' pride, | |
Yours is the aim to make this grand country grander,
This you will do, that's our strong, firm belief. | |
Stand beside her, and guide her
Through the night with a light from above. | |
I pledge thee my allegiance
America the bold | |
You're the emblem of the land I love.
The home of the free and the brave. | |
And I'm proud to be an American,
where at least I know I'm free. | |
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain | |
I roamed and rambled, and followed my footsteps,
to the sparklin’ sands of her diamond deserts | |
First to fight for right and freedom,
and to keep our honor clean | |
Then it's Hi! Hi! Hey!
The army's on its way.
Count off the cadence loud and strong | |
Thy banners make tyranny tremble,
when borne by the red, white and blue | |
I wish I was in the land of cotton,
Old times they are not forgotten; | |
Here they come zooming to meet our thunder
At 'em boys, Give 'er the gun! | |
Hurrah for the flag of the free!
May it wave as our standard forever | |
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword;
His truth is marching on. | |
And the rockets’ red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
gave proof through the night that our flag was still there | |
Day is done, gone the sun
From the lakes, from the hills, from the sky | |
Stuck a feather in his cap,
And called it macaroni | |
Firm, united let us be,
Rallying round our liberty | |
The men will cheer and the boys will shout
The ladies they will all turn out | |
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