Acappella Acappella - América

O beautiful for spacious skies, for amber waves of grain (amber waves of grain)
For purple mountain majesties above the fruited plain!
America! (America) America! God shed His grace on thee (shed His grace on thee)
And crown thy good with brotherhood from sea to shining sea

O beautiful (O beautiful) for patriot dream (for patriot dream) that sees beyond the years (that sees beyond the years)
Thine alabaster cities gleam - undimmed by human tears!
America! America! God shed His grace on thee (shed His grace on thee)
And crown thy good with brotherhood, with brotherhood from sea to shining sea
America! America! God shed His grace, God shed His grace (shed His grace) on thee (on thee, on thee, on thee), America!