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.

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.

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.

Republics are created by the virtue, public spirit, and intelligence of the citizens. They fall, when the wise are banished read more

Republics are created by the virtue, public spirit, and intelligence of the citizens. They fall, when the wise are banished from the public councils, because they dare to be honest, and the profligate are rewarded, because they flatter the people in order to betray them.

Build up your creditBuild up your self esteemBuild up your bank accountMoving up in the sceneEveryone's living the American Dream read more

Build up your creditBuild up your self esteemBuild up your bank accountMoving up in the sceneEveryone's living the American Dream so we canBuild up an armyAnd SMASH it to pieces!

America will never be destroyed from the outside. If we falter, and lose our freedoms, it will be because we read more

America will never be destroyed from the outside. If we falter, and lose our freedoms, it will be because we destroyed ourselves.

A people who are still, as it were, but in the gristle, and not
yet hardened into the bone read more

A people who are still, as it were, but in the gristle, and not
yet hardened into the bone of manhood.

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.

Our purpose now is to reclaim democracy itself. We are here to affirm that when Americans stand up and speak read more

Our purpose now is to reclaim democracy itself. We are here to affirm that when Americans stand up and speak their minds and say America can do better, that is not a challenge to patriotism; it is the heart and soul of patriotism.