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			 Our land, the first garden of liberty's tree--
 It has been, and shall be, the land of the free.  
	 Our land, the first garden of liberty's tree--
 It has been, and shall be, the land of the free. 
		
 
	
			 The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battlefield 
and patriot grave to every living heart and hearthstone all read more 
	 The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battlefield 
and patriot grave to every living heart and hearthstone all over 
this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union, when 
again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of 
our nature. 
		
 
	
			 I wish I was in de land ob cotton,
 Ole times dar am not forgotten,
  Look-a-way! Look-a-way! read more 
	 I wish I was in de land ob cotton,
 Ole times dar am not forgotten,
  Look-a-way! Look-a-way! Look-a-way, Dixie Land!
   . . . .
    Den I wish I was in Dixie, Hooray! Hooray!
     In Dixie Land I'll take my stand
      To lib and die in Dixie. 
		
 
	
			 Put none but Americans on guard tonight.  
	 Put none but Americans on guard tonight. 
		
 
	
			 To preserve the life of citizens, is the greatest virtue in the 
father of his country.
 [Lat., Servare read more 
	 To preserve the life of citizens, is the greatest virtue in the 
father of his country.
 [Lat., Servare cives, major est virtus patriae patri.] 
		
 
	
			 Patriotism is the last refuge of a scoundrel.  
	 Patriotism is the last refuge of a scoundrel. 
		
 
	
			 Our country! In her intercourse with foreign nations, may she 
always be in the right; but our country, right read more 
	 Our country! In her intercourse with foreign nations, may she 
always be in the right; but our country, right or wrong. 
		
 
	
			 They know no country, own no lord,
 Their home the camp, their law the sword.  
	 They know no country, own no lord,
 Their home the camp, their law the sword. 
		
 
	
			 Hands across the sea,
 Feet on English ground,
  The old blood is bold blood, the wide world read more 
	 Hands across the sea,
 Feet on English ground,
  The old blood is bold blood, the wide world round.