Some have said down through history If you last it´s a mystery But I guess they don´t know what they´re talking about From the mountains down to the sea
You´ve become such a habit with me America, America Well I come from down around Tennesee But the people in California are nice to me America It don´t matter where I may roam Tell you people that it´s home sweet home America, America And my brothers are all black and white, yellow too And the red man is right to expect a little from you Promise and then follow through America And the men who fell on the planes And lived through hardship and pain America, America And the men who could not fight
In a war that didn´t seem right You let them come home America Well I come from down around Tennesee But the people in California Are nice to me, America It don´t matter where I may roam Tell you people that it´s home sweet home America, America America, America It´s home swee