America

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