The house that I live in A plot of earth, a street The grocer and the butcher And 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 that I work in The worker by my side The little towns and cities Where my people lived and died The hello and the handshake The air of feeling free, oh And the right to speak my mind out That's America to me The things I see about me The big things and the small The little corner news stand And the house, a mile tall The wedding and the churchyard The laughter and the tears The dream that's been growing For over four hundred years The town that I'd live in The streets, the house, the room The pavement in the city Or a garden all in bloom The school, the church, the clubhouse The million lights I see But especially the people That's America, that's America From sea to shining sea Every face, every religion Oh, democracy, yeah Oh, America Come share this grace on me Oh, yeah