Verse 1: Some have said,done through history If you last it's a mistery But i guess they don't know,what they're talking about From the mountains down to the sea You've become such a habit with me America,A-merher-ica Verse 2: Well i come from,down around Tennesee But the people in California Are nice to me,A-merher-ica It don't matter where i may roam Tell you people that it's home sweet home America,A-merher-ica And my brothers are all black and white,yellow too And the red man is right,to expect a little from you Promise and then follow through,America Verse 3: And the men,who fell on the planes And lived,through hardship and pain America,A-merher-ica And the men who could not fight In a war that didn't seem right You let them come home,A-merher-ica Chorus. Verse 4: Well i come from,down around Tennesee But the people in California Are nice to me,A-merher-ica It don't matter where i may roam Tell you people that it's home sweet home America,A-merher-ica America,A-merher-ica It's home sweet home,A-merher-ica America,A-merher-ica