The Star-Spangled Banner   Oh, say! Can you see, by the dawn’s early light, What so proudly we hailed at the twilight’s last gleaming, Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight, O’er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming? And the rockets’ red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there Oh, say does that Star-Spangled Banner yet wave O’er the land of the free And the home of the brave?

My country! ‘tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing; America   My country! ‘tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty,  Of thee I sing;  Land where my fathers died, Land of the Pilgrims’ pride,  From ev’ry mountainside Let freedom ring!  My native country, thee, Land of the noble free,  Thy name I love;  I love thy rocks and rills, They woods and templed hills;  My heart with rapture thrills Like that above.  Let music swell the breeze, And ring from all the trees  Sweet Freedom’s song;  Let mortal tongues awake, Let all that breathe partake,  Let rocks their silence break, The sound prolong,

O beautiful for spacious skies, For amber waves of grain, America, the Beautiful   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 they 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! And crown thy good with brotherhood From sea to shining sea!