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  STEEPLES OF WHITE, WINDS OF CHANGE AND FEAR

  FLAGS ON FIRE, SOMETHING LOOMING NEAR

  FROM SHORE TO SHORE....FROM SEA TO SHINING SEA

  I AM THIS LAND...MAYBE THIS LAND IS ME

  FAMILIARITY BREEDS CONTEMPT

  MY INNOCENCE...WONDERING WHERE IT WENT

  YOU MUST DEFEND, WHAT YOU THINK IS YOURS

 ‘ SOMETIMES I FIGHT...LITTLE DIRTY WARS

  ITS THE AMERICAN IN ME

  FOXHOLE PRAYERS, CRUCIFIXTIONS BURN

  YOU CAN ENDURE, THAT DON’T MEAN YOU LEARN

  I’M NOT EVEN SURE, WHAT IS BEING DONE

  SOMETIMES I WONDER, WHAT WILL BECOME

  OF THE AMERICAN IN ME

  SOMETIMES I LOOK, I DON’T WANNA SEE

  ITS THE AMERICAN IN ME

  OLD MEN IN DINING CARS OF ALL NIGHT TRAINS

  LOOKING OUT THE WINDOW AT THE SMALL TOWN NAMES

  THEY DREAM OF DAYS GONE BY WITH EYES SOAKED

IN REVERIE

  AND SINGING , “ MY COUNTRY TIS’ OF THEE”

SOMETIMES I’M RIGHT, SOMETIMES I’M WRONG

SOMETIMES I GO, WHERE I DON’T BELONG

WHAT'S LIBERTY, THE HISTORY BOOKS ARE STAINED

SOMETIMES I’M PROUD, SOMETIMES I’M SO ASHAMED

OF THE AMERICAN IN ME

DON’T MISTAKE DISSENT FOR DISLOYALTY

ITS THE AMERICAN IN ME