(Kerry Livgren)
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Virgin land of forest green, dark and stormy plains, here all life abounds
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Sunlit valley, mountain fields, unseen in the rain, here all life abounds
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No man rules this land, no human hand has soiled this paradise
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Waiting patiently, so much to see, so rich in Earth's delights
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Painted desert, sequined sky, stars that fill the night, here all life abounds
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Rivers flowing to the sea, sunshine pure and bright, here all life abounds
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No man rules this land, no human hand has soiled this paradise
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Waiting patiently, so much to see, so rich in Earth's delights
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So the maiden lies in waiting, for the sails to reach the shore
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Land of beauty and abundance, innocent, you opened wide your door
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Wanderers found the waiting treasure, full of gifts beyond their measure
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Milk and honey for our pleasure.....
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Across the sea there came a multitude, sailing ships upon the wave
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Filled with visions of Utopia, and the freedom that they crave
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Ravage, plunder, see no wonder, rape and kill and tear asunder
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Chop the forest, plow it under.....
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Highways scar the mountainsides, buildings to the sky, people all around
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Houses stand in endless rows, sea to shining sea, people all around
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So we rule this land, and here we stand upon our paradise,
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Dreaming of a place, our weary race is ready to arise.
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Song For America
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