(Words by Katharine Lee Bates / Melody by Samuel Ward) O beautiful for spacious skies, For amber waves of grain, For purple mountain majesties Above
It won't be easy, you'll think it strange When I try to explain how I feel That I still need your love after all that I've done You won't believe me
we are apart Jjust knowing you are in this world Can warm my heart Friends for life Not just a summer or a spring Amigos para siempre. Sarah: We share memories
from the pavement Has the moon lost her memory? She is smiling alone In the lamplight The withered leaves collect at my feet And the wind begins to moan Memory
Oh when the saints (oh when the saints) go marching in (go marching in) Oh when the saints go marching in I want to be in that
Night time sharpens, hightens each sensation. Darkness stirs and wakes imagination. Silently the sences abanden their defences. Slowly, gently, night
Our home is the u.s. of a may the stars and the stripes wave forever. We hornor the red white and blue a nation strong and true. You a grand old flag
happy happy birth day from me to you happy happy birthday may all your dreams
WASHINGTON POST Get the news, the very latest news, the news you?ll never get from any other source, sir. The Washington Post is my newspaper The Washington
Holy Mary, Day by day Watch beside us, guard and guide us Lest we stray on life's highway On our knees to thee Humbly we pray Hear my plea! Pity me,
Seventy-six trombones led the big parade With a hundred and ten cornets close at hand. They were followed by rows and rows of the finest virtuo- Sos,
pavement Has the moon lost her memory She is smiling alone In the lamplight The withered leaves collect at my feet And the wind begins to moan Memory
the pavement Has the moon lost her memory She is smiling alone In the lamplight The withered leaves collect at my feet And the wind begins to moan Memory
