The Land of Plenty
There is a land where all is good
It's called the land of plenty
A land that believes, in what is right
But still, it's hated by many
It always lends a helping hand
To whoever they find in need
The world sometimes forgetting
Our loved ones we send that bleed
A land that was founded on freedom
And would die for it's liberty
For many of our sons and daughters
Gave all to keep us free
How quickly the world seems to forget
The sacrifice we've made
We've given all we had to give
And often our blood was paid
I'm talkin about the red, white and blue
That's home to so many today
We freely give, to all that ask
The good ole U S of A
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