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ALBUM: MY COUNTRY TIS OF THEE - VOL. 2

South Dakota

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Out where the prairie meets the endless sky,
Spearfish soars as the seasons drift by.
There’s a quiet kind of freedom in the open land,
Where time slows down and life feels grand.
From fields of corn to the Black Hills tall,
You can hear the wild calling, feel it in your soul.
It’s a place where roots run deep and strong,
And every road feels like home all along.

Oh South Dakota, wide and true,
Big sky dreams in shades of blue.
From small-town lights to hills that rise,
There’s a piece of heaven in your skies.
Every mile tells a story you can’t outrun,
Under prairie stars and a setting sun.
Oh South Dakota, you carry me,
In your wind, I feel so free.

In Sioux Falls where the river falls in grace,
Water dancing through a timeless place.
Aberdeen with a hometown feel,
A perfect blend of heart and steel.
Then west you ride to Rapid City streets,
Gateway to where the mountains meet.
Driving through the canyons, lost in thought,
In every corner, adventure’s sought.

The echoes of laughter on summer nights,
Underneath the vastness, the infinite heights.
The whisper of the wind through the trees,
In this haven, my heart finds ease.
The spirit of the land, the stories unfold,
In the warmth of the sun and the beauty it holds.
May my feet wander but my heart stays true,
Forever linked to the soil and the blue.

So here’s to the memories, the life that we’ve drawn,
In South Dakota’s embrace, I’ll forever belong.
With every heartbeat, I’ll sing this song,
In a land so majestic, where my heart is strong.

Iowa

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There’s a quiet kind of magic where the tall corn grows,
Golden waves in the wind, rollin’ soft and slow.
Under open skies that never seem to end,
Decorah and Driftless, where the fields feel like a friend.
From gravel roads to small-town lights at night,
You can feel the heart of America burnin' bright.

It’s the sound of a screen door, a summer breeze,
Front porch talk and simple dreams.

Oh Iowa, you’re steady as the land you hold,
Full of stories, full of soul, in every shade of gold.
From Des Moines lights to the river towns that flow,
Through Cedar Rapids where the strong winds blow.
Davenport down to Waterloo nights,
Every mile feels like home, every star shines bright.
Yeah Iowa, you’re more than fields and sky,
You’re the place where roots run deep and dreams can fly.

Walk the trails where the earth tells ancient tales,
Through Maquoketa Caves State Park, where wonder prevails.
With echoes of laughter in the midnight glow,
The heartbeat of the land whispers soft and slow.
Covered bridges stand proud, stories in their frame,
Every corner we turn seems to call your name.

It’s the sound of laughter that fills the air,
Moments of love, beyond compare.

In every sunset painted over fields of grain,
There’s a warmth that lingers, a love that remains.
From the bluest sky to the greenest forest tall,
In this land of promise, we’re one and all.

So here’s to Iowa, a light in the dark,
With memories spun, like a beautiful arc.
Through every season, our hearts will sing,
In the heartland of America, where hope takes wing.

Georgia

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Down where the red clay roads run free,
Under wide skies and sweet magnolia trees.
From the coast where the warm tides roll,
To the heart of the South, you feel its soul.
Savannah whispers through the moss so green,
A painted past like a living dream.
And Macon sings with a rhythm so true,
Every note feels like home to you.

From the fields to the neon glow,
Every mile’s got a story to show.

Oh Georgia, sweet Georgia sky,
Where the peaches grow and the dreams fly high.
From Augusta to Columbus down the line,
Your spirit runs like a southern vine.
Called the Peach State, proud and free,
Georgia, you’re a part of me.

From the heartbeat hum of Delta Air Lines flights,
To the glow of The Coca-Cola Company lights.
The Film Industry meets under one skyline,
And opportunity’s always on time.
The Home Depot builds up dreams from the ground,
And Kia Motors keeps the wheels spinning ‘round.

In every symphony of laughter shared,
Through moments of joy, we’ve always cared.
With each sunset painting the sky aglow,
Through the valleys and mountains, watch our love grow.

In Athens, where the music fills the air,
A university town with a heart that cares.
From the ancient oaks where shadows play,
To the markets alive at the break of day.
Feel the rhythm of the Southern pride,
In every corner, let your heart collide.
From the art to the warmth of every smile,
Georgia, you’ve captured us all the while.

So here’s to a land where the spirit shines,
Where family and friends draw the closest lines.
With Georgia in our hearts, we sing this tune,
Underneath the same stars and a shared moon.

New Hampshire

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Up where the granite mountains rise,
There’s a wind that knows your name,
Mount Washington touches the northern sky,
With a wild and fearless flame.
Highest point in the Northeast,
Standing proud through snow and sun,
New Hampshire keeps her head held high,
Where freedom’s never done.

New Hampshire, New Hampshire,
Where maple leaves set the hills ablaze,
Ski slopes fill the winter days,
Pride in their colonial light,
First to have Britain give up the fight.
From Mount Washington’s mighty crown,
To Portsmouth by the tide,
New Hampshire sings forever strong,
“Live Free or Die.”

There’s a quiet kind of courage
In every small-town light,
Colonial buildings treasured,
Preserved with pride and delight.
Small businesses with their ingenuity run the state,
Holding independence is a favored trait.

New Hampshire, New Hampshire,
Where maple leaves set the hills ablaze,
Ski slopes fill the winter days,
Pride in their colonial light,
First to have Britain give up the fight.
From Mount Washington’s mighty crown,
To Portsmouth by the tide,
New Hampshire sings forever strong,
“Live Free or Die.”

First in the nation, voices rise,
Presidential dreams begin,
At the primary crossroads,
Where the people have their say again.
Concord stands as capital strong,
Portsmouth guards the tide,
At the Naval Shipyard by the sea,
There’s service, skill, and pride.

New Hampshire, New Hampshire,
Where maple leaves set the hills ablaze,
Ski slopes fill the winter days,
Pride in their colonial light,
First to have Britain give up the fight.
From Mount Washington’s mighty crown,
To Portsmouth by the tide,
New Hampshire sings forever strong,
“Live Free or Die.”
Dartmouth’s halls were founded young,
Before Revolution’s flame,
A college born in history,
Still carrying its name.
Twenty colleges light the minds
Across the granite land,
Where learning meets the mountain air,
And futures take a stand.

From the majestic Presidential mountain range,
And Appalachian trail grandeur,
To the Merrimac & Connecticut rivers,
Autumn leaves add to the lure.
From old brick towns to forest trails,
From harbor lights to pine,
New Hampshire holds America
In one proud northern line.
New Hampshire, New Hampshire,
Where maple leaves set the hills ablaze,

Ski slopes fill the winter days,
Pride in their colonial light,
First to have Britain give up the fight.
From Mount Washington’s mighty crown,
To Portsmouth by the tide,
New Hampshire sings forever strong,
“Live Free or Die.”

Oh New Hampshire wild and true,
Keene, Manchester, Nashua too.
All the towns and nature combine,
Liberty and beauty is what we find.

Oklahoma

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Out where the red dirt meets the sky,
And the prairie winds go rollin’ by,
There’s a story in the land, deep and strong,
Many nations kept it alive so long.
Cherokee voices, Choctaw pride,
Chickasaw hearts with the river wide,
Creek and Seminole, standing tall,
Oklahoma carries the songs of them all.
Oklahoma, Oklahoma,
Where the red sun paints the plain,
From the tribal drums to Route 66,
Your spirit still remains.

Oklahoma, Oklahoma,
Oil fields shine beneath the stars,
The Sooner State keeps moving on,
With history in its heart.
Black gold rose from the ground below,
Built up towns where the wild winds blow,
Derricks dancing in the morning light,
Energy burning through the Oklahoma night.
From Oklahoma City to Tulsa town,
There’s a heartbeat running underground,
Modern dreams and an old-time song,
A place where the brave keep pressing on.

Oklahoma, Oklahoma,
Where the red sun paints the plain,
From the tribal drums to Route 66,
Your spirit still remains.
Oklahoma, Oklahoma,
Oil fields shine beneath the stars,
The Sooner State keeps moving on,
With history in its heart.
Through the storms and the drought, through the years that come and go,

The heart of the land remains, in every seed we sow.
A tapestry of cultures, woven in the dust,
Together in this journey, united we trust.
From the windswept plains to the whispering trees,
A harmony of lives blending with the breeze,
The laughter of the children, a rhythm soft and true,
In the embrace of Oklahoma, we all find our view.

So here’s to the future, to our paths yet to roam,
In the land of Oklahoma, we’re never alone.
With each passing sunset and every morning bright,
Oklahoma's heart beats strong, shining through the night.

Vermont

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In Vermont where the Connecticut river flows,
And the small-town lights all softly glows.
Through the Green Mountains running strong and free,
There’s a kind of peace that captures me.
Breathtaking views in every mile,
Nature’s voice in every style.

Known for dairy farming and valleys deep,
It’s a beauty you don’t just see—you keep.

Oh Vermont, you shine all year,
Every season crystal clear.
World-renowned when autumn calls,
Golden fire on mountains tall.
From summer green to winter white,
You’re a living work of light.
Yeah, you give the soul a brand-new start,
Four seasons of the heart.

In Burlington by the water’s side,
Where the sunsets stretch out far and wide.
Down in Rutland where the stories grow,
Through the years and the winter snow.
In Barre carved in stone and pride,
Where the granite hills stand side by side.
And Montpelier small but strong and true,
Its spirit whispers softly just for you.

Oh Vermont, you shine all year,
Every season crystal clear.
World-renowned when autumn calls,
Golden fire on mountains tall.
From summer green to winter white,

You’re a living work of light.
Yeah, you give the soul a brand-new start,
Four seasons of the heart.

When the snowfall blankets every lane,
And the autumn leaves ignite again,
Through the woods where the quiet lives,
Vermont, it’s your heart that always gives.
In every corner, a story unfolds,
Of warmth and wonder, of treasures untold.

In your embrace, I find my place,
Every moment, a sweet embrace.
Dear Vermont, forever you’ll stay,
In my heart, where dreams play.

Wisconsin

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Up north where the pine trees whisper,
And the lake winds roll so free,
There’s a land of farms and Friday nights,
And small-town memories.
Madison shines as the capital,
Where the bright ideas grow,
From college streets to country roads,
Wisconsin’s heart beats slow.

Wisconsin, Wisconsin,
The Badger State so proud,
With lakes and rivers, forests and parks,
And green fields rolling out.
From Milwaukee lights to Green Bay nights,
Where the Packers own the flame,
Wisconsin, Wisconsin,
We’re singing out your name.

Dairy barns in the morning sun,
That’s the biggest industry,
Cheese and milk and working hands,
A proud old legacy.
Milwaukee is the largest city,
With music, beer, and cheer,
A long-standing brewing tradition
That’s been loved for many years.

Oshkosh, Janesville, Beaver Dam,
Each town has a story to tell,
Cranberry fields in autumn red,
And church bells ringing well.
Thousands of lakes call out your name,
For fishing, boats, and dreams,
Hunting trails and camping nights,
Under northern starry beams.

We’ll hike the hills in summer,
Snowmobile through the snow,
Go skiing down the winter trails,
Where the cold north breezes blow.
From river bends to forest paths,
From dairy farms to cheers,
Wisconsin keeps on shining
Through all the changing years.

Wisconsin, Wisconsin,
The Badger State so proud,
With lakes and rivers, forests and parks,
And green fields rolling out.
From Madison to Milwaukee,
Green Bay’s faithful flame,

Wisconsin, Wisconsin,
We’re singing out your name.
Raise it high for the dairy land,
For cranberries, lakes, and streams,
Wisconsin, sweet Wisconsin,
You’re a heartland kind of dream.

Wisconsin, oh-oh, sing it loud,
Underneath the starry crowd,
We're dancing with the summer breeze,
In this heartland, always pleased.

Oregon

Lyrics

Golden sun breaks through clouds, calling me to roam
In the heart of the Northwest, I’ve found my home

From the lights of Portland shining in the rain,
To Eugene where the river rolls again,
There’s a spirit in the mountains, there’s a whisper in the trees,
And a wild Pacific sunset riding in the breeze.

Oh, feel the freedom as the air is fresh and clean,
Oregon, you’re the beauty in between.

Oregon, Oregon, beautiful and free,
With your coastline waves rolling home to me,
From your valleys full of vineyards to your mountains standing tall,
Oregon, Oregon, you’ve got it all.

Down in Hillsboro, dreams are growing strong,
In Beaverton, the people keep moving along,
Out in Bend, where the high desert meets the sky,
Oregon, you lift my heart so high.

Oh, feel the freedom as the air is fresh and clean,
Oregon, you’re the beauty in between.

Oregon, Oregon, beautiful and free,
With your coastline waves rolling home to me,
From your valleys full of vineyards to your mountains standing tall,
Oregon, Oregon, you’ve got it all.

The Willamette Valley is rich and wide,
With farms and fields on every side,
Berries in the summer, hazelnuts in the sun,
Excellent wine when the long day’s done.

Your coastline is a wonder, rugged, bright, and grand,
Where cliffs meet the ocean and the waves kiss the sand,
Lighthouses shining through the misty gray,
Calling every traveler to stay one more day.

Oregon, Oregon, beautiful and free,
With your coastline waves rolling home to me,
From your valleys full of vineyards to your mountains standing tall,
Oregon, Oregon, you’ve got it all.

At Crater Lake, so deep and blue,
A miracle of nature shining pure and true,
Oregon’s only national park, a landmark known by name,
A jewel in the mountains with a timeless flame.

Oregon, Oregon, beautiful and free,
From Portland lights to the wild blue sea,
Eugene, Hillsboro, Bend, and Beaverton call,
Oregon, Oregon, you’ve got it all.

Oh Oregon, where you smell the shore,
Cannon Beach, Newport, Seaside,
Lincoln City, and the dramatic Pacific cliffs.
Oregon, I’ll love you forevermore.