Tono: D
Introducción:
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Some have said,done through history
If you last it's a mistery
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But i guess they don't know,what they're talking about
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From the mountains down to the sea
You've become such a habit with me
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America,A-merher-ica
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Well i come from,down around Tennesee
But the people in California
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Are nice to me,A-merher-ica
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It don't matter where i may roam
Tell you people that it's home sweet home
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America,A-merher-ica
G Bm
And my brothers are all black and white,yellow too
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And the red man is right,to expect a little from you
A G D
Promise and then follow through,America
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And the men,who fell on the planes
And lived,through hardship and pain
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America,A-merher-ica
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And the men who could not fight
In a war that didn't seem right
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You let them come home,A-merher-ica
Chorus.
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Well i come from,down around Tennesee
But the people in California
A D
Are nice to me,A-merher-ica
D
It don't matter where i may roam
Tell you people that it's home sweet home
A D
America,A-merher-ica
A D
America,A-merher-ica
A D
It's home sweet home,A-merher-ica
A D
America,A-merher-ica