Oh Beautiful, for spacious skies, for amber waves of grain.
For purple mountain majesties, Above the fruited plain.
America, America, God shed his grace on thee.
And crown thy good with brotherhood,
From sea to shining sea.
Oh beautiful, for patriot dreams, that see beyond the years.
Thine alabaster cities gleam, undimmed by human tears.
America, America, God shed his grace on thee.
And crown thy good with brotherhood,
From sea to shining sea.
America, America
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