| O, America you’re calling,
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| I can hear you calling me:
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| You are calling me to be true to thee,
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| True to thee… I will be.
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| O, America no weeping,
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| Let me heal your wounded heart.
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| I will keep you in my keeping,
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| Till there be… a new start.
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| And I will answer you, and I will take your hand,
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| And lead you… to the sun:
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| And I will stand by you… do all that I can do,
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| And we will be… as one.
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| O, America I hear you,
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| From your prairies to the sea,
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| From your mountains grand, and all through this land,
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| You are beautiful to me.
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| And… O, America you’re calling,
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| I can hear you calling me:
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| You are calling me to be true to thee,
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| True to thee… I will be.
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| And I will answer you, and I will take your hand,
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| And lead you… to the sun:
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| And I will stand by you… do all that I can do,
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| And we will be… as one.
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| O, America you’re calling…
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| I will ever answer thee. |