Lyrics:

What is America to me?
A name, a map, the flag I see
A certain word, democracy
What is America to me?
The house I live in, a plot of earth, the street
The grocer and the butcher and the people that I meet
The children in the playground, the faces that I see
All races, all religions, that's America to me
The place I work in, the worker at my side
The little town or city where my people lived and died
The howdy and the handshake, the air of feeling free
The right to speak my mind out, that's America to me
The words of old Abe Lincoln, of Jefferson and Paine
Of Washington and Douglas and the task that still remains
The little bridge at Concord where freedom's fight began
Of Gettysburg and Midway and the story of Bataan
The town I live in, the street, the house, the room
The pavement of the city or a garden all in bloom
The church, the school, the clubhouse, the million lights I see
But especially the people, that's America to me
But especially the people, that's America to me