Oh beautiful for spacious skies, For amber waves of grain, For purple mountain majesties Above the fruited plain. America! America! God shed His grace
O beautiful for spacious skies, For amber waves of grain, For purple mountain majesties Above the fruited plain! America! America! God shed his grace
. You know, I wish I had somebody to help me sing this (America, America, God shed his grace on thee) America, I love you America, you see, My God he
move or adjust your television whenever an era dies, another era begins these american fights, these american wars, these american stripes, these american stars but these american cages have american
life is beautiful... The girls are beautiful... Even the orchestra is beautiful! You see? I told you the orchestra is beautiful! And now presenting
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you so beautiful Boy you so beautiful Shade doesn't matter, heart makes the lover Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate, toffee, pecan, licorice Boy you so beautiful
take it easy and live scenes like it feels I?ll feel so real beautifull we?ll be love making if I pay babe you are a scene you are a dream an american
day to come Under the burning sun I take a look around Imagine if this all came down America it's all so beautiful Until it comes away Under the burning
-screens american boy loves american girl most beautiful people in the shattered world i do believe in all-american dream i do believe in all-american
I met Carolina her parents jumped off Niagara Falls she broke her hips when she was a baby trying to hop the Berlin wall it's not that she's anti-American
spew, maybe it's food for the spirit Maybe it's beautiful music I made for you to just cherish But I'm debated disputed hated and viewed in America As
pip with piz-azz? Who is all ginger and jazz? Who is as glamorous as? Who's an American Beauty rose With an American Beauty nose, And ten American Beaty
just ain't true Believe me (believe me) Baby I don't believe it, as long I'm with you Jane [Chorus] [Wish Bone:] It's such a beautiful thang when I'
's quicksand, that's quicksand that ain't mud Have you thrown your senses to the war or did you lose them in the flood?" That pure American brother,
, be honest, tell me what you want And he said, honey you outta know A sweet, little, beautiful one just like you I want a beautiful, wonderful, perfect All American