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Out where the handclasp's a little stronger,
Out where the smile swells a little longer,
That's where read more
Out where the handclasp's a little stronger,
Out where the smile swells a little longer,
That's where the West begins.
When asked what State he hails from,
Our sole reply shall be,
He comes from Appomattox
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When asked what State he hails from,
Our sole reply shall be,
He comes from Appomattox
And its famous apple tree.
This is my home. Home is where the disease is. As long as I stay in America, I'll never run read more
This is my home. Home is where the disease is. As long as I stay in America, I'll never run out of subjects for songs.
Columbia, Columbia, to glory arise,
The queen of the world and the child of the skies!
Thy read more
Columbia, Columbia, to glory arise,
The queen of the world and the child of the skies!
Thy genius commands thee; with rapture behold,
While ages on ages thy splendors unfold.
A fully functional multiracial society cannot be achieved without a sense of history and open, honest dialogue.
A fully functional multiracial society cannot be achieved without a sense of history and open, honest dialogue.
The North! the South! the West! the East!
No one the most and none the least,
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The North! the South! the West! the East!
No one the most and none the least,
But each with its own heart and mind,
Each of its own distinctive kind,
Yet each a part and none the whole,
But all together form one soul;
That soul Our Country at its best,
No North, no South, no East, no West,
No yours, no mine, but always Ours,
Merged in one Power our lesser powers,
For no one's favor, great or small,
But all for Each and each for All.
Hail, Columbia! happy land!
Hail, ye heroes! heaven-born band!
Who fought and bled in Freedom's cause.
Hail, Columbia! happy land!
Hail, ye heroes! heaven-born band!
Who fought and bled in Freedom's cause.
O beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountains majesties
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O beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountains majesties
Above the fruited plain.
America! America! God shed His grace on thee,
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea.
The breaking waves dashed high
On a stern and rock-bound coast;
And the woods against a stormy read more
The breaking waves dashed high
On a stern and rock-bound coast;
And the woods against a stormy sky,
Their giant branches toss'd.