Oh beautiful, for heroes proved,
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In liberating strife,
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Who more than self, our country loved,
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And mercy more than life,
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America, America, may God thy gold refine,
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Till all success be nobleness
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And every gain devined.
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And you know when I was in school,
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We used to sing it something like this, listen here:
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Oh beautiful, for spacious skies,
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For amber waves of grain,
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For purple mountain majesties,
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Above the fruited plain,
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But now wait a minute, I'm talking about
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America, sweet America,
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You know, God done shed his grace on thee,
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He crowned thy good, yes he did, in a brotherhood,
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From sea to shining sea.
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You know, I wish I had somebody to help me sing this
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(America, America, God shed his grace on thee)
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America, I love you America, you see,
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My God he done shed his grace on thee,
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And you oughta love him for it,
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Cause he, he, he, he, crowned thy good,
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He told me he would, with brotherhood,
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(From sea to shining sea).
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Oh Lord, oh Lord, I thank you Lord
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(Shining sea).
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America The Beautiful
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| Ray Charles |
