America

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uMy Country tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing

uLand where my fathers died, land of the pilgrims’ pride

uFrom every mountainside, let freedom ring.

uMy native country, thee, sweet land of liberty, thy name I love

uI love thy rocks and rills, thy woods and templed hills

uMy heart with rapture thrills, like that above

uLet music swell the breeze and ring from all the trees,

uSweet freedom’s song

uLet mortal tongues awake, let all that breathe partake,

uLet rocks their silence break, the sound prolong

uLand where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim’s pride

uFrom every mountain side, let freedom ring

uAmerica!

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