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My country tis of the
all of this misery
how can I call
myself yours?
How many brave and free
tonight will homeless
be
how can i call myself yours?
And i am an american,
i was born
here on this land.
but i will never understand
why we'd build a
bomb
instead of feed a man.
My country i weep for thee.
My country
tis of thee
all of this misery
how can I call myself
yours?
©2002 lori
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