My America
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โฑ๏ธ 3:27 duration
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She lies asleep in the snow-capped peaks
Of the Tetons and Yellowstone
She sings to me of sad memories
Of days when the buffalo roamed
No white-faced cow is grazing now
On the plain where the longhorn trod
And a redskin man has a calloused hand
From turning Oklahoma sod
And now I love to gaze at the color change
In her hills of Tennessee
Or to smell the rain on her sun-baked plains
With a good horse between my knees
There's the ghostly strain of a wagon train
The desert takes its toll
The life she gave was the price she paid
For the walls of the Alamo
Steel rails roll toward her western coast
She's moving her people on
Now the buildings high dot her sunset skies
The moving keeps her people strong
And now I love to gaze at the color change
In her hills of Tennessee
Or to smell the rain on her sun-baked plains
With a good horse between my knees
I hear the deadly sound of a cannon round
She sets her people free
Where brave men died to protect her rights
Make a home for you and me
Yes, brave men make America great
Just look what they have done
I'm proud to say that the Lord has made me
One of America's sons
And now I love to gaze at the color change
In her hills of Tennessee
Or to smell the rain on her sun-baked plains
With a good horse between my knees
The sweet smell of rain on her sun-baked plains
With a good horse between my knees
Of the Tetons and Yellowstone
She sings to me of sad memories
Of days when the buffalo roamed
No white-faced cow is grazing now
On the plain where the longhorn trod
And a redskin man has a calloused hand
From turning Oklahoma sod
And now I love to gaze at the color change
In her hills of Tennessee
Or to smell the rain on her sun-baked plains
With a good horse between my knees
There's the ghostly strain of a wagon train
The desert takes its toll
The life she gave was the price she paid
For the walls of the Alamo
Steel rails roll toward her western coast
She's moving her people on
Now the buildings high dot her sunset skies
The moving keeps her people strong
And now I love to gaze at the color change
In her hills of Tennessee
Or to smell the rain on her sun-baked plains
With a good horse between my knees
I hear the deadly sound of a cannon round
She sets her people free
Where brave men died to protect her rights
Make a home for you and me
Yes, brave men make America great
Just look what they have done
I'm proud to say that the Lord has made me
One of America's sons
And now I love to gaze at the color change
In her hills of Tennessee
Or to smell the rain on her sun-baked plains
With a good horse between my knees
The sweet smell of rain on her sun-baked plains
With a good horse between my knees
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:11.03] She lies asleep in the snow-capped peaks
[00:15.19] Of the Tetons and Yellowstone
[00:21.18] She sings to me of sad memories
[00:25.37] Of days when the buffalo roamed
[00:31.35] No white-faced cow is grazing now
[00:35.20] On the plain where the longhorn trod
[00:41.23] And a redskin man has a calloused hand
[00:45.54] From turning Oklahoma sod
[00:51.06] And now I love to gaze at the color change
[00:55.59] In her hills of Tennessee
[00:59.48] Or to smell the rain on her sun-baked plains
[01:03.70] With a good horse between my knees
[01:09.60] There's the ghostly strain of a wagon train
[01:14.06] The desert takes its toll
[01:20.14] The life she gave was the price she paid
[01:23.89] For the walls of the Alamo
[01:28.43]
[01:30.49] Steel rails roll toward her western coast
[01:34.33] She's moving her people on
[01:40.00] Now the buildings high dot her sunset skies
[01:44.56] The moving keeps her people strong
[01:50.19] And now I love to gaze at the color change
[01:54.67] In her hills of Tennessee
[01:58.59] Or to smell the rain on her sun-baked plains
[02:02.94] With a good horse between my knees
[02:08.60] I hear the deadly sound of a cannon round
[02:13.11] She sets her people free
[02:19.39] Where brave men died to protect her rights
[02:23.11] Make a home for you and me
[02:29.22] Yes, brave men make America great
[02:33.60] Just look what they have done
[02:39.53] I'm proud to say that the Lord has made me
[02:44.25] One of America's sons
[02:49.40] And now I love to gaze at the color change
[02:54.12] In her hills of Tennessee
[02:58.02] Or to smell the rain on her sun-baked plains
[03:02.35] With a good horse between my knees
[03:07.92] The sweet smell of rain on her sun-baked plains
[03:12.56] With a good horse between my knees
[03:26.50]
[00:15.19] Of the Tetons and Yellowstone
[00:21.18] She sings to me of sad memories
[00:25.37] Of days when the buffalo roamed
[00:31.35] No white-faced cow is grazing now
[00:35.20] On the plain where the longhorn trod
[00:41.23] And a redskin man has a calloused hand
[00:45.54] From turning Oklahoma sod
[00:51.06] And now I love to gaze at the color change
[00:55.59] In her hills of Tennessee
[00:59.48] Or to smell the rain on her sun-baked plains
[01:03.70] With a good horse between my knees
[01:09.60] There's the ghostly strain of a wagon train
[01:14.06] The desert takes its toll
[01:20.14] The life she gave was the price she paid
[01:23.89] For the walls of the Alamo
[01:28.43]
[01:30.49] Steel rails roll toward her western coast
[01:34.33] She's moving her people on
[01:40.00] Now the buildings high dot her sunset skies
[01:44.56] The moving keeps her people strong
[01:50.19] And now I love to gaze at the color change
[01:54.67] In her hills of Tennessee
[01:58.59] Or to smell the rain on her sun-baked plains
[02:02.94] With a good horse between my knees
[02:08.60] I hear the deadly sound of a cannon round
[02:13.11] She sets her people free
[02:19.39] Where brave men died to protect her rights
[02:23.11] Make a home for you and me
[02:29.22] Yes, brave men make America great
[02:33.60] Just look what they have done
[02:39.53] I'm proud to say that the Lord has made me
[02:44.25] One of America's sons
[02:49.40] And now I love to gaze at the color change
[02:54.12] In her hills of Tennessee
[02:58.02] Or to smell the rain on her sun-baked plains
[03:02.35] With a good horse between my knees
[03:07.92] The sweet smell of rain on her sun-baked plains
[03:12.56] With a good horse between my knees
[03:26.50]