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America Waylon Jennings
Some have s[D]aid,done through history
If you last it's a mistery
But i g[A]uess they don't know,what they're talking a[D]bout
From the mo[D]untains down to the sea
You've become such a habit with me
Ame[A]rica,A-merher-i[D]ca
Verse 2:
Well i come [D]from,down around Tennesee
But the people in California
Are ni[A]ce to me,A-merher-i[D]ca
It don't ma[D]tter where i may roam
Tell you people that it's home sweet home
Ame[A]rica,A-merher-i[D]ca
Chorus:
And my bro[G]thers are all black and white,yello[Bm]w too
And the red man is right,to ex[A]pect a little from[G] you
Pro[A]mise and then follow thr[G]ough,Ameri[D]ca
Verse 3:
And the m[D]en,who fell on the planes
And lived,through hardship and pain
Ame[A]rica,A-merher-i[D]ca
And the m[D]en who could not fight
In a war that didn't seem right
You let [A]them come home,A-merher-i[D]ca
Chorus.
Verse 4:
Well i come f[D]rom,down around Tennesee
But the people in California
Are ni[A]ce to me,A-merher-i[D]ca
It don't ma[D]tter where i may roam
Tell you people that it's home sweet home
Ame[A]rica,A-merher-i[D]ca
Ame[A]rica,A-merher-i[D]ca
It's [A]home sweet home,A-merher-[D]ica
Ame[A]rica,A-merher-i[D]ca
Thanks to David M. Potter for the lyrics.
Perret Charles-Amir.
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