The house that I live in
A plot of earth, a street
The grocer and the butcher
And the people that I meet
The children in the playground
The faces that I see
All races and religions
That's America to me
The place that I work in
The worker by my side
The little towns and cities
Where my people lived and died
The hello and the handshake
The air of feeling free, oh
And the right to speak my mind out
That's America to me
The things I see about me
The big things and the small
The little corner news stand
And the house, a mile tall
The wedding and the churchyard
The laughter and the tears
The dream that's been growing
For over four hundred years
The town that I'd live in
The streets, the house, the room
The pavement in the city
Or a garden all in bloom
The school, the church, the clubhouse
The million lights I see
But especially the people
That's America, that's America
From sea to shining sea
Every face, every religion
Oh, democracy, yeah
Oh, America
Come share this grace on me
Oh, yeah

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