Текст (слова) песни: Frank Sinatra - House I Live In, The
Writer(s): Robinson/Allen What is America to me A name, a map, or a flag I see A certain word, democracy What is America to me
The house I live in A plot of earth, a street The grocer and the butcher Or the people that I meet
The children in the playground The faces that I see All races and religions That`s America to me
The place I work in The worker by my side The little town the city Where my people lived and diedThe howdy and the handshake The air a feeling free And the right to speak your mind out That`s America to me
The things I see about me The big things and the small That little corner newsstand Or the house a mile tall
The wedding and the churchyard The laughter and the tears And the dream that`s been a growing For more than two hundred years
The town I live in The street, the house, the room The pavement of the city Or the garden all in bloom
The church the school the clubhouse The millions lights I see But especially the people - Yes especially the people That`s America to me
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