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Asylum of the oppressed of every nation.
Asylum of the oppressed of every nation.
I can hear you. The rest of the world hears you. And the people
who knocked these buildings down read more
I can hear you. The rest of the world hears you. And the people
who knocked these buildings down will hear all of us soon.
Americanism means the virtues of courage, honor, justice, truth, sincerity, and hardihood—the virtues that made America. The things that will read more
Americanism means the virtues of courage, honor, justice, truth, sincerity, and hardihood—the virtues that made America. The things that will destroy America are prosperity-at-any-price, peace-at-any-price, safety-first instead of duty-first, the love of soft living and the get-rich-quick theory of life.
Yet, still, from either beach,
The voice of blood shall reach,
More audible than speech,
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Yet, still, from either beach,
The voice of blood shall reach,
More audible than speech,
"We are one!"
Bring me men to match my mountains,
Bring me men to match my plains,
Men with empires read more
Bring me men to match my mountains,
Bring me men to match my plains,
Men with empires in their purpose,
And new eras in their brains.
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.
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.
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.
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.