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Text:America.
Author:S. F. Smith
Tune:[My country, 'tis of thee]

187. America.

1 My country, 'tis of thee,
Sweet land of liberty,
Of thee I sing;
Land where my fathers died,
Land of the pilgrims' pride,
From ev'ry mountain side
Let freedom ring!

2 My native country, thee,
Land of the noble free,
Thy name I love;
I love thy rocks and rills,
Thy woods and templed hills;
My heart with rapture thrills
Like that above.

3 Let music swell the breeze,
And ring from all the trees
Sweet freedom's song;
Let mortal tongues awake;
Let all that breathe partake;
Let rocks their silence break,
The sound prolong.

4 Our fathers' God! to Thee,
Author of liberty,
To Thee we sing;
Long may our land be bright
With freedom's holy light;
Protect us by Thy might,
Great God, our King.

Text Information
First Line: My country, 'tis of thee
Title: America.
Author: S. F. Smith
Language: English
Publication Date: 1920
Topic: God
Tune Information
Name: [My country, 'tis of thee]
Key: F Major
Source: English



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