| Oh say can you see
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| By the dawn’s early light
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| What so proudly we hailed
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| At the twilight’s last gleaming?
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| Oh beautiful, for spacious skies
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| For amber waves of grain
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| For purple mountain majesties
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| Above the fruited plain
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| From the lakes of Minnesota
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| To the hills of Tennessee
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| Across the plains of Texas
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| From sea to shining sea
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| From Detroit down to Houston
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| And New York to L. A
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| Well there’s pride in every American heart
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| And it’s time we stand and say
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| God bless America, land that I love
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| America, America, God shed his grace on thee
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| Stand beside Her and guide Her
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| From sea to shining sea
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| I’m proud to be an American
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| Where at least I know I’m free
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| And I won’t forget the men who died, who gave that right to me
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| And I’d gladly stand up next to you and defend Her still today
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| 'Cause there ain’t no doubt
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| I love this land
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| And thy rocket’s red glare
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| Thy bombs bursting in air
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| Gave proof through the night
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| That our flag was still there
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| Oh say does that star spangled banner yet wave
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| O’er the land of the free, and the home of the brave |