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I was born on a rock in the middle of the ocean |
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Where the wind's so rough it can carry you to London |
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It's a new found land with an old soul reaching |
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For the light of day |
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My parents gave me a life full of dreams |
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Yeah, they gave me a heart to endure most anything |
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But everyone gets a broken pair of wings |
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And if you try to fly you'll fail |
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But a voice said, "Lift up your head" |
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And my heart burst out of my chest |
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I woke up in America for the love of God |
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I woke up in America for something bigger than myself |
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More than fireworks and fanfare, more than a star-spangled banner |
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You're still beautiful, America |
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Yeah, it's late in the night and I look in the mirror |
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Count the lines on my face and wonder how they got there |
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Oh but every one's a story of how grace appeared |
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And carried me through the day |
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And the voice said, "This land ain't dead" |
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You still got better days up ahead |
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I woke up in America for the love of God |
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I woke up in America for something bigger than myself |
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More than fireworks and fanfare, more than a star-spangled banner |
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You're still beautiful, America |
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I've seen the horizon ablaze in Arizona |
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Shoreline shoutin' over California |
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Moonlight dancin' over the Dakotas |
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It breaks your heart, it's so beautiful |
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Lady Liberty, she leaves the light on |
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From the west side all the way to Long Island |
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Carolina Coast to the Rocky Mountains |
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The sun is shining over me |
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I woke up in America for the love of God |
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I woke up in America for something bigger than myself |
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More than wealth or depression, more than a red or blue nation |
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Here in our hells and our heaven, you're still beautiful, America |
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You're beautiful, America |
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You're beautiful, America |