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THE STAR-SPANGLED BANNER Oh,
say can you see by the dawn's early light What so proudly we hailed at
the twilight's last gleaming? Whose broad stripes and bright stars
through the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watched were so
gallantly streaming? And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in
air, Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there Oh,
say does that star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the free
and the home of the brave?
YOU'RE A GRAND OLD FLAG You're a grand old flag, You're a high flying flag, And
forever in peace may you wave, You're the emblem of the land I
love, The home of the free and the brave Ev'ry heart beats true
'neath the Red, White and Blue Where there's never a boast or
brag, But should old acquintance be forgot, Keep your eye on the
grand old flag!
GOD BLESS AMERICA God
bless America, Land that I love, Stand beside her and guide
her Through the night with a light from above.
From the mountains, to the
prairies, To the oceans white with foam God bless America, My
home sweet home.
BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC Mine
eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord, He is trampling out
the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored, He has loosed the
fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword, His
truth is marching on
 Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory!
Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching
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AMERICA (My Country 'tis of
Thee) My
county 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing Land
where by fathers died! Land of the pilgrims' pride! From every
mountainside Let
freedom ring!
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
AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL O
beautiful for spacious skies, For amber waves of grain For purple
mountain majesty Above the fruited plain America! America! God
shed His grace on thee, And crown thy good with
brotherhood From
sea to shining sea.
O beautiful for pilgrim feet Whose stern impassiond
stress A thoroughfare for freedom beat Across the
wilderness America! America! God mend thine every flaw, Confirm
thy soul in self control Thy liberty in law |