Lyrics:

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, Amer-ica Well I come from, down around Tennesee But the people in California Are nice to me, Amer-ica It don't matter where I may roam Tell you people that it's home sweet home America, Amer-ica Chorus: 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 plains And lived, through hardship and pain America, Amer-ica And the men who could not fight In a war that didn't seem right You let them come home, 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 Well I come from, down around Tennesee But the people in California Are nice to me, Amer-ica It don't matter where I may roam 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 Tell you people that it's home sweet home America, Amer-ica America, Amer-ica 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 It's home sweet home, Amer-ica America, Amer-ica