Patriotic Songs

America   This Is My Country  God Bless America  
   Yankee Doodle  You're A Grand Old Flag  God Bless the USA



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 thy good with brotherhood,

From sea to shining sea.



This Is My Country


This is my country,

Land of my birth.

This is my country,

Grandest on earth.


I pledge thee my allegiance,

America, the bold.

For this is my country,

To have and to hold.



 God Bless America


God Bless America,

Land that I love.

Stand beside her, and

guide her,

Through the night with

 the light from above.


From the mountains, to the prairies,

To the oceans white with


God bless America,

My home, sweet home.


God bless America,

My home sweet home.



Yankee Doodle


(One of the earliest patriotic songs in the United States)


Father and I went down to camp,

Along came Captain Gooding,

And there we saw the men and boys,

As thick as hasty pudding.



Yankee Doodle, keep it up,

Yankee Doodle dandy,

Mind the music and the step,

And with the girls be handy.


There we saw  a thousand


As rich as Squire David,

And what they wasted every


I wish it could be saved.


 Repeat chorus:

You’re A Grand Old Flag


You’re a grand old flag,

You’re a high-flying flag.

And forever in peace may you wave.


You’re the emblem of,

The land I love,

The home of the free and the brave.


Every heart beats true,

Under red, white and blue,

Where there’s never a boast or brag.


But should auld acquaintance be forgot,

Keep your eye on that grand old flag.




 God Bless the USA

 If tomorrow all the things

were gone, I’d worked for

all my life; and I had to

start again with just my

children and my wife.

I’d thank my lucky stars to

be living here today; ‘cause

the flag still stands for

freedom and they can’t take

that away.


And I’m proud to be

American, where at least I

know I’m free. And I won’t forget the men who died who gave that

right to me.

And I’ll gladly stand up next to you and defend her still today.

‘Cause there ain’t no doubt

I love this land. God Bless the U.S.A.

From the lakes of Minnesota

to the hills of Tennessee;

across the plains of Texas

from sea to shining sea. From

Detroit down to Houston and New York to L.A.

Well there’s pride in every American heart, and it’s time

to stand and say.

Refrain twice