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My country ’tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrims’ pride, from ev’ry mountainside, let freedom ring. My native country, thee, land of the noble free, thy name I love. I love thy rocks and rills, thy woods and templed hills. My heart with rapture thrills like that above.
America (My Country, 'Tis of Thee) By Rev. Samuel F. Smith - 1832. Commonly referred to as America. My country, 'tis of Thee, Sweet Land of Liberty. Of thee I sing; Land where my fathers died, Land of the pilgrims' pride, From every mountain side.
My Country, 'Tis of Thee Lyrics: My country, 'tis of thee / Sweet land of liberty / Of thee I sing; / Land where my fathers died / Land of the pilgrims' pride / From ev'ry...
My Country, 'Tis of Thee Lyrics By Samuel Francis Smith My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing; Land where my fathers died, Land of the pilgrims' pride, From ev'ry mountainside Let freedom ring! My native country, thee, Land of the noble free, Thy name I love; I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills; My ...
My Country, 'Tis of Thee", also known as simply "America", is an American patriotic song, the lyrics of which were written by Samuel Francis Smith. The song served as one of the de facto national anthems of the United States (along with songs like " Hail, Columbia ") before the adoption of " The Star-Spangled Banner " as the official U.S ...
My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing: Land where my fathers died! Land of the Pilgrims' pride! From every mountainside. Let Freedom Ring! My native country, thee, Land of the noble free, They name I love: I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills; My heart with rapture thrills. Like that above.
My country, 'tis of Thee. Sweet land of liberty. Of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died. Land of the pilgrims' pride. From every mountain side. Let freedom ring. My native country, thee. Land of the noble free. Thy name I love. I love thy rocks and rills. Thy woods and templed hills. My heart with rapture thrills.
