From the rocky coves of coastal Maine

To the sands of Molokai

From the turquoise bays of the Virgin Isles

To Denali in the sky

From bayou, and prairie, and riverside

To the Rocky Mountain high

From desert sand, and Georgia clay

To the black old earth of the Ioway

This is America

This is you and me

This is America

And we will fight to keep her free

From the Avenue, and Maple Street

To the dusty lane fryin’ in the Texas heat

From the haul roads workin’ up to Prudhoe Bay

To the sun-bleached bridges of the Key Highway

This is America

This is you and me

This is America

And we will fight to keep her free

We love America

And we will fight to keep her free

From the temple, mosque, synagogue and church’s pew

From believers all and non-believers, too

From the black, white, yellow, red, brown and gray

From the rich and poor, from the straight and gay

This is America

This is you and me

This is America

And we will fight to keep her free

We love America

And we will fight to keep her free

From the classroom, the farm and factory

From commerce, and art, and industry

From the working, the caring, the long-retired

And from the unemployment line

This is America

This is you and me

This is America

And we will fight to keep her free

We love America

And we will fight to keep her free