America

America - Twin Sisters Productions

My country 'tis of Thee

Sweet Land of Liberty

Of thee I sing;

Land where my fathers died

Land of the pilgrims' pride

From every mountain side

Let Freedom ring

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

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

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