Our America

Father and I went down to camp along with Captain Gooding

There we saw the men and boys as thick as hasty pudding

Yankee Doodle came to London just to ride the ponies, I am a Yankee Doodle boy.

I’m a Yankee doodle Dandy, Yankee doodle do or die

I real live nephew of my Uncle Sam’s, born on the Fourth of July

I’ve got a Yankee Doodle sweetheart, she’s my Yankee Doodle joy

Yankee Doodle came to town, just to ride the ponies,

I am a Yankee Doodle boy

You’re a Grand Old Flag, you’re a high fly’in flag.  And forever in peace may you wave.

You’re the emblem of the land I love, the home of the free and the brave.

Ev’ry heart beats true under red, white, and blue, where there’s never boast or brag.

But should old acquaintance be forgot, keep your eye on the grand old flag

This land is your land, this land is my land.  From California to the New York island.

From the redwood forest, to the Gulf Stream waters.

This land was made for you and me.

From the lakes of Minnesota to the hills of Tennessee, across the plains of Texas, from sea to shining sea,

From Detroit down to Houston and New York to L.A., well there’s pride in ev’ry American heart, and it’s time to stand and say____

that I’m proud to be an American, where at least I know I’m free.

And I won’t forget the men who died, who gave that right to me.

And I’d gladly stand up next to you, and defend her still today.

‘Cause there ain’t no doubt I love this land.  God bless the U.S.A.