O beautiful for spacious skies
For amber waves of grain
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain!
America! America!
God shed His grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea
O beautiful for patriot dream
That sees beyond the years
Thine alabaster cities gleam
Undimmed by human tears
America! America!
God shed His grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea
America! America!
God shed His grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea
There are many mornings when I see exactly what she was talking about with the purple mountain majesties out my bathroom window.