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THE HISTORY OF THE UNITED STATES.
In fourteen hundred ninety-two,
Columbus sailed the ocean
blue,
And found this land,
Land of the Free,
beloved by you,
beloved by me,
And in the year sixteen and seven,
Good
Captain Smith,
thought he'd reached Heaven,
And then he founded Jamestown City,
alas tis gone,oh,
what a pity
`Twas
in September sixteen nine,
with ship,Half Moon,
a real Dutch sign.
That Henry Hudson,
found the stream
the
Hudson River,
of our dream,
In sixteen twenty,
pilgrims saw our land
that had no unjust law,
Their children
here,
in this day
proud citizens of,
the U.S.A.
In sixteen hudred eighty three,
good William Penn,
stood
`neath a tree.
And swore that unto,
his lifes end he,
would be the Indian's friend.
In seventeeen hundred and
sixty-five,
good Paul Revere was then alive;
He rode like wild,
throughout the night,
and called the,
minute
men to fight.
Year seventeen hundred seventy-six,
July the fourth,
this date please fix.
Within your minds,
my
children dear
for that was independence year,
In that same year,
on a bitter night,at Trenton,
was an awful fight,
but
by our brave George Washington,
the battle was at
at last well won.
Two other dates,
in your mind fix
-Franklin
Born in seventeen six
And Washington first said "Boo-Hoo",
in seven-teen hundred thirty two.
In seventeen hundred
seventy- nine,
Paul Jones,
who was a captain fine,
Gained our first naval victory,
fighting on the big wide sea,
And
in the year eight-teen and four,
Lewis and Clark,
both went before
And blazed for us,
the Oregan Trail
where
men go now,
with ease by rail.
In eighteen hundred and thirteen,
on Great Lake Erie,
could be seen,
Our Perry
fight the Union Jack,
and drive it ,
from our shores far back
In eighteen hundred and sixty one,
an awful war
was then begun
Between the brothers of our land,
who now together firmly stand,
In eighteen hundred sisty three,
each
slave was told,
that he is free
By Lincoln,
with whom few compare,
in being kind,and just and fair
In eighteen
hundred eighty one,
at Panama there was begun
By goodDe Lesseps,
wise and great
the big canal,
now our ships
gate.
At San Juan,
eighteen ninety eight,
our brave Rough Riders,
lay in wait.And on the land,
brought Victorywhile
Dewey
won it on the Sea,
In nineteen hundred and fifteen,
was shown a panaromic screen,
At San Fransisco's wondrous fair;
all
people were invited there,
But cruel war,Brin the same year,
kept strangers from
our land of cheer,
And nineteen
seventeen brought,
here the war,
that feared our hearts
with fear,
Thank God in nineteen eighteen,
Peace on
Earth,
again was seen
And we are praying
she"ll stay forever,
in our U.S.A.
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DIXIE
I wish I was in the land of cotton,
Old times there are not forgoten,
Look away,look away,look away,Dixie
Land!
In Dixie Land where I was born in,
Early on one frosty mornin,
Look away,look away,look away DixieLand!
Then I wish I was in Dixie,hooray,hooray,
In Dixie Land I'll take my stand,
To live and die in Dixie,
Away,Away,Away
down south in Dixie,
Away,Away,Away down south in Dixie.
There's buckwheat cakes,
And Indian batter,
Makes
you fat,or a little fatter,
Look away,look away,look away,Dixie Land.
Then hoe it down,
And scratch your grabble,
To Dixie Land I'm bound to travel,
Look away,lookaway,look away Dixie Land!
Then I wish I was in Dixie,hooray,hooray,
In Dixie Land I'll take my stand,
To live and die in Dixie,
Away,away,away down south in Dixie,
Away,away,away
down south in Dixie.
Daniel Decatur Emmett(1815-1904)
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THIS LAND IS YOUR LAND
This
land is your land,This land is my land
From California,to the New York island,
From the redwood forest,to the Gulf
Stream waters,
This land was made for you and me.
As I was walking that ribbon of highway,
I saw above me that
endless sky way,
I saw below me that golden valley,
"This land was made for you and me."
I've roamed and rambled,
And I've followed my foot steps,
To the sparkling sands,
Of her golden deserts,
And all around me,
A voice
was sounding,
"This land was made for you and me,"
When the sun comes shining,
And I was strolling,
And the
wheat fields waving,
And the dust clouds rolling,
As the fog was lifting,
A voice was chanting,
"This land
was made for you and me."
WOODY GUTHRIE
America The Beautiful
O beautiful for spacious skies,
For
amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain!
America!America!
God shed his
grace on thee,
And crown thy good with brother hood
From sea to shining sea!
O beautiful for pilgrims feet,
Whose
stern,impassioned stress
A thorough for freedom beat
Across the wilderness!
America!America!
God mend thine
every flaw,
Confirm thy soul in self-control,
Thy liberty in law!
O beautiful for heros proved
In liberating
strife,
Who more than self their country loved,
And mercy more than life!
America!America!
May God thy gold
refine
Till all success be nobleness
And every gain devine!
O beautiful for patriot dream
That sees beyond
the years
Thine alabaster cities gleam
Undimmed by human tears!
America!America!
God shed His gracwe on thee
And crown thy good with brother hood
From sea to shining sea!
KATHARINE LEE BATES (1859-1929)
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