"America, America, God shed his grace on thee..."
You ask me Why I Lover Her? Well, give me time and I'll 
explain.
Have you see a Kansas sunset or an Arizona rain?
Have you drifted on a bayou down Louisiana way?
Have you watched a cold fog drifting over San Francisco 
Bay?
Have you heard a bobwhite calling in the Carolina 
pines,
Or heard the bellow of a diesel at the Appalachia 
mines?
Does the call of Niagara thrill you when you hear her 
waters roar?
Do you look with awe and wonder at her Massachusetts 
shore,
Where men who braved a hard new world first stepped on 
Plymounth's rock?
And do you think of them when you stroll along a new 
York City dock?
Have you seen a snowflake drifting in the Rockies, way 
up high?
Have you seen the sun come blazing down from a bright 
Nevada sky?
Do you hail to the Columbia as she rushes to the sea,
Or bow your head at Gettysburg at our struggle to be 
free?
Have you seen the mighty Tetons? Have you watched an 
eagle soar?
Have you see the Mississippi roll along Missouri's 
shore?
Have you felt a chill at Michigan when on a winter's 
day
Her waters rage along the shore in thunderous display?
Does the word "Aloha" make you warm? Do you stare in 
disbelief
When you see the surf come roaring in at Waimea Reef?
From Alaska's cold to the Everglades, from the Rio 
Grande to Maine,
My heart cries out, my pulse runs fast at the might of 
her domain.
You ask me Why I Love Her? I've a million reasons why:
My Beautiful America, beneath God's wide, wide sky.
"And crown thy good with brotherhood from sea to 
shining sea."