America
O say can you see?
This land was made
For you and me
Your amber waves of grain
Acrass your fruited plain
But when youd
Bells of freedom ring
It’s hard to hear
The angels sing

America
Land that i love
Through the noght
With the light
From above
God shed his grace on thee
From sea to shining sea
But when your
Bells of freedom ring
It’s hard to hear
The angels sing

You can hate me
For what i do
Or what i say
You can hate me
For where i’m from
Or how i pray
You can hate me
For what i’ve got
You can hate me
For what i’m not
But when your
Bells of freedom ring
It’s hard to hear
The angels sing

America
It’s on the line
So let the lord’s
Holy light
Forever shine
God shed his grace on thee
From sea to shining sea
But when your
Bells of freedom ring
It’s hard to hear
The angels sing
It’s hard to hear
The angels sing
It’s hard to hear
The angels sing