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HEARTWAVE MUSIC
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ALBUM: MY COUNTRY TIS OF THEE - VOL. 3
Missouri
Lyrics
Out where the rivers remember every name,
Mississippi whispers and the Missouri does the same.
From Jefferson City under a capital sky,
To Kansas City lights where the night comes alive.
St. Louis stands with an arch of silver flame,
A doorway to the West, calling out America’s name.
Springfield roads and Columbia dreams,
Independence echoes with old-time themes.
There’s a soul in the hills, there’s a song in the stone,
In the caves and the valleys where the wild winds roam.
From the river towns rising to the bright city streets,
Missouri’s got a heartbeat you can feel in your feet.
Missouri, show me the fire in your soul,
Show me the stories that your rivers still hold.
Show me the courage, the music, the grace,
The Ozark moonlight on a hardworking face.
From the Gateway Arch to the backroad pines,
You’re the Show-Me State, and your spirit shines.
Missouri, Missouri, proud and true,
America’s heart keeps beating through you.
Mark Twain walked where the riverboats rolled,
Writing down laughter in a world made of gold.
Harry S. Truman with a plainspoken hand,
Led with Missouri grit for a troubled land.
Chuck Berry’s guitar lit the whole world’s flame,
Tina Turner rose like thunder and claimed her name.
From jazz in the alleys to blues after dark,
Hannah Harper keeps singing with a fire-starting spark.
There’s smoke from the barbecue drifting downtown,
There’s a train-track rhythm in every small town.
Lee’s Summit sunrise, St. Louis night,
Kansas City swinging under neon light.
Missouri, show me the fire in your soul,
Show me the stories that your rivers still hold.
Show me the courage, the music, the grace,
The Ozark moonlight on a hardworking face.
From the Gateway Arch to the backroad pines,
You’re the Show-Me State, and your spirit shines.
Missouri, Missouri, proud and true,
America’s heart keeps beating through you.
August tenth, eighteen twenty-one,
The twenty-fourth star rose under the sun.
A state of rivers, roads, and restless dreams,
Where freedom moved west on wagon wheels and steam.
Missouri, show me the fire in your soul,
Show me the stories that your rivers still hold.
Show me the promise, the pride, the grace,
The Ozark sunrise on a timeworn face.
From Jefferson City to Kansas City lights,
From St. Louis glory to Springfield nights,
Columbia dreaming, Independence strong,
Missouri, you’ve been America’s song.
So raise that arch to the western sky,
Let the river roll and the blue notes cry.
The Show-Me State, forever true—
Missouri, America shines through you.
Connecticut
Lyrics
There’s a morning light on Hartford,
Where the old brick streets still shine,
And the echoes of a nation
Move like church bells through the pines.
From Bridgeport by the water,
To New Haven’s ivy walls,
There’s a story in the coastline,
There’s a promise when it calls.
Where the maples burn like fire,
And the sea wind carries home,
Every village, every harbor,
Says you’re never far alone.
Connecticut, Connecticut,
The Constitution State,
With a heart of New England
And a history rich and great.
From the Nutmeg roads to the ocean air,
Through golden leaves and town-square prayer,
Connecticut, you stand so proud and true,
There’s a little piece of America
Living here in you.
In Stamford lights are rising,
Waterbury keeps the time,
Greenwich dreams in quiet gardens
Where the evening stars align.
Yale bells ring in New Haven,
Where the young minds learn to fly,
And the pizza ovens glow at night
Like moons beneath the sky.
Insurance towers in Hartford,
Ships beneath the Groton tide,
New London sings of sailors
And the submarines below the brine.
Connecticut, Connecticut,
The Constitution State,
With a heart of New England
And a history rich and great.
From the Nutmeg roads to the ocean air,
Through golden leaves and town-square prayer,
Connecticut, you stand so proud and true,
There’s a little piece of America
Living here in you.
Katherine Hepburn walked with thunder,
Meg Ryan lit the screen with grace,
Michael Bolton sang with passion,
John Mayer found his soulful place.
From colonial roads to coastal towns,
From steepled greens to autumn crowns,
Insurance Capital of the World you shape the new,
A timeless song in red, gold, and blue.
There are harbors full of memory,
And villages dressed in snow,
White fences, quiet rivers,
And roads where wildflowers grow.
From the classroom to the shoreline,
From the mill town to the sea,
Connecticut keeps proving
What a small state’s soul can be.
Connecticut, Connecticut,
The Constitution State,
With a heart of New England
And a history rich and great.
From Bridgeport lights to Hartford’s name,
New Haven’s pride and autumn flame,
Connecticut, you stand so proud and true,
There’s a little piece of America
Living here in you.
Oh Connecticut, Connecticut,
Nutmeg sweet and ocean blue,
A little piece of America
Will always live in you.
Montana
Lyrics
Out where the northern winds go rolling free,
There’s a land beneath a heaven-wide sea,
Fourth in size with room to roam,
Big Sky Country feels like home.
On November eighth, eighteen eighty-nine,
She became the forty-first star to shine,
With mountains high and valleys wide,
Montana sings with frontier pride.
Montana, Montana, under skies so blue,
Golden fields and mountains calling you.
From Helena’s lights to the Yellowstone flame,
Montana, Montana, remember her name.
Where the wild still runs and the rivers wind,
Big Sky Country stays on my mind.
Livingston wakes where the rail lines run,
Great Falls shines in the morning sun,
Butte remembers copper and gold,
With stories buried deep and bold.
Miles City rides with cowboy grace,
The Cow Capital holds its place,
Ennis dreams by waters clear,
With mountain songs that draw you near.
Montana, Montana, under skies so blue,
Golden fields and mountains calling you.
From Helena’s lights to the Yellowstone flame,
Montana, Montana, remember her name.
Where the wild still runs and the rivers wind,
Big Sky Country stays on my mind.
Zinc and silver, copper and lead,
Oil and manganese beneath her bed,
Gold and coal in the earth below,
Thirty-five percent where the dark seams glow.
Bison thunder across the plain,
Elk move softly through the rain,
Wolves cry out where the pine trees stare,
And grizzlies roam in the mountain air.
Big Sky and Bridger Bowl call to the snow,
Where winter hearts and ski trails go,
Yellowstone burns with ancient fire,
Geysers rising higher and higher.
Gary Cooper walked these plains,
Evel Knievel chased the flames,
Jeff Bridges, Megan Fox, born to shine,
Montana leaves a mark in time.
Montana, Montana, under skies so blue,
Golden fields and mountains calling you.
From Helena’s crown to the Yellowstone flame,
Montana, Montana, remember her name.
Where the wild still runs and the rivers wind,
Big Sky Country stays on my mind.
Oh Montana, wide and free,
Mountain soul and prairie sea,
From cowboy towns to stars above,
Montana is a song of love.
In fields of wildflowers, the breeze softly sways,
The laughter of children in the warm summer days,
Tales of the past wrapped in the evening glow,
In Montana's embrace, our spirits will grow.
Montana, Montana, under skies so blue,
Golden fields and mountains calling you.
From Helena’s lights to the Yellowstone flame,
Montana, Montana, remember her name.
Where the wild still runs and the rivers wind,
Big Sky Country stays on my mind.
Oh Montana, wide and free,
Mountain soul and prairie sea,
From cowboy towns to stars above,
Montana is a song of love.
Virginia
Lyrics
Soft hum of the dawn, with dreams that stretch and play,
In the heart of Old Dominion, where the past leads the way.
Virginia, Old Dominion, where the story first began,
First colony of courage on this wide and promised land.
From the shores of Jamestown rising to the rolling fields of green,
You carry old beginnings in a proud American dream.
Richmond stands with memories, where history left its flame,
Through the trials of the Civil War, it still remembers every name.
With every brick and river bend, with every weathered stone,
Virginia tells the nation how the past becomes our own.
Virginia, Virginia, mountains reaching for the sky,
Blue Ridge in the morning, where the eagle learns to fly.
From the Appalachian Trail to the rivers running free,
Virginia, Old Dominion, you’re a song of liberty.
Your hands work in the farmland, your minds build future light,
Technology and service keep your engines burning bright.
With military strength and honor, standing steady, standing tall,
Virginia gives her best and bravest when the country makes the call.
George Washington walked your soil with a vision strong and true,
Thomas Jefferson dreamed of freedom underneath your skies of blue.
Edgar Allan Poe brought shadows, mystery, and rhyme,
Voices born in Virginia still echo through all time.
Virginia, Virginia, mountains reaching for the sky,
Blue Ridge in the morning, where the eagle learns to fly.
From the Appalachian Trail to the rivers running free,
Virginia, Old Dominion, you’re a song of liberty.
From history’s heavy pages to tomorrow’s open road,
You hold the weight of memory, but you never lose your glow.
A land of fields and mountain trails, of courage, grace, and pride,
Virginia keeps America’s heart beating deep inside.
Virginia, Virginia, let your old bells ring again,
For the dreamers and the builders, for the women and the men.
From Richmond to the Blue Ridge, from the past to what will be,
Virginia, Old Dominion, you’re a song of liberty.
Oh Virginia, Old Dominion, proud and strong you stand,
A shining piece of freedom in America’s land.
Wyoming
Lyrics
Out where the high plains meet the sky,
And the Rocky Mountains rise,
There’s a quiet kind of freedom
In those wide Wyoming eyes.
Only half a million voices,
But the heart is strong and true,
Every mile feels like forever,
Every sunset painted new.
From Cheyenne’s streets to open range,
Where the western winds still call your name,
There’s a spirit born of earth and stone,
A place that feels like coming home.
Wyoming, Wyoming,
Where the wild winds roll and the rivers sing,
Yellowstone burning with ancient light,
Stars like diamonds in the midnight sky.
Wyoming, Wyoming,
High plains heart with a mountain soul,
From Devils Tower to the rodeo road,
Wyoming, you’re gold.
Yellowstone was the first to show
The world what wonder means,
Geysers rising like prayers to heaven,
Forests deep and evergreen.
The Shoshone and Arapaho
Walked these lands with sacred grace,
Their stories live in the canyon walls,
In the wind across this place.
Mineral mines and cattle land,
Tourists come from every strand,
Agriculture, grit, and stone,
Built this state with backbone.
Wyoming, Wyoming,
Where the wild winds roll and the rivers sing,
Yellowstone burning with ancient light,
Stars like diamonds in the midnight sky.
Wyoming, Wyoming,
High plains heart with a mountain soul,
From Devils Tower to the rodeo road,
Wyoming, you’re gold.
Sheridan rides where the old tales grow,
Casper shines when the cool winds blow,
Laramie dreams under college lights,
Gillette works through the coal-black nights.
Cody keeps the cowboy flame,
Cheyenne proudly carries the name.
Geraldine Ferraro, strong and bold,
Matthew Fox with stories told,
Jim Beaver with that rugged grace,
All leave their mark on this western place.
Least populous in the U.S.A.,
But never small in pride,
There’s room enough for every dream
Under that big blue western sky.
A state of strength and solitude,
Of canyons, cliffs, and plains,
Where every road keeps rolling on
Like an old heartfelt refrain.
Wyoming, Wyoming,
Where the wild winds roll and the rivers sing,
Yellowstone burning with ancient light,
Stars like diamonds in the midnight sky.
Wyoming, Wyoming,
High plains heart with a mountain soul,
From Devils Tower to the rodeo road,
Wyoming, you’re gold.
Wyoming, keep shining free,
Big sky land of liberty.
From Cheyenne to Yellowstone,
Wyoming, you’re home.
Kansas
Lyrics
Out where the sunflowers lift their faces to the sky,
And golden wheat fields roll where the prairie winds fly,
There’s a place in the middle of this wide-open land,
The heart of America, where the tall grasses stand.
From the Kansas River came a proud and ancient name,
From the Kansa people, with a spirit like a flame,
Through dust trails and wagon wheels, westward dreams were born,
In the light of a prairie sunrise, on a brand-new morning.
Kansas, Kansas, Sunflower State so bright,
Wheat State shining in the golden light,
Jayhawk heart and prairie soul,
Where the winds of freedom roll.
Kansas, Kansas, standing strong and true,
From Topeka skies to Wichita blue,
In the center of the country, with a history in your hands,
There’s a song in the wind called Kansas.
Wichita’s lights are glowing where the big dreams rise,
Kansas City keeps dancing under open skies,
Overland Park is growing, Olathe calls your name,
Lawrence keeps the spirit with a bright Jayhawk flame.
Topeka is the capital, steady, proud, and strong,
Elkhart hears the prairie sing its lonesome traveler’s song,
From Bleeding Kansas courage to the trails of yesterday,
This land has paid the price to help freedom find its way.
Kansas, Kansas, Sunflower State so bright,
Wheat State shining in the golden light,
Jayhawk heart and prairie soul,
Where the winds of freedom roll.
Kansas, Kansas, standing strong and true,
From Topeka skies to Wichita blue,
In the center of the country, with a history in your hands,
There’s a song in the wind called Kansas.
There’s a yellow brick road in a story we all know,
Where a girl once dreamed of home when the wild winds blow,
The Wizard of Oz still whispers through the plains,
“There’s no place like home” when you say that name.
Dwight Eisenhower rose with a leader’s steady hand,
Bing Crosby sang his way across this blessed land,
Jesse James left legends in the dust and rain,
Barry Sanders ran like lightning across the Kansas plain.
Kansas, Kansas, Sunflower State so bright,
Wheat State shining in the golden light,
Jayhawk heart and prairie soul,
Where the winds of freedom roll.
Kansas, Kansas, brave and wide and grand,
With sunflowers blooming across the land,
From the center of the country to the dreams that never end,
Kansas, you’re America’s heartland friend.
Oh Kansas, keep your prairie fire,
Golden fields and hearts inspired,
Through the wind, the wheat, the sunlit sky,
Kansas, your song will never die.
North Dakota
Lyrics
Out where the prairie kisses the sky,
And the winds roll free and wide,
There’s a golden land with a quiet soul,
Where the northern stars abide.
The thirty-ninth state in the union strong,
With a heart both proud and true,
North Dakota, you’re a song of peace,
Painted in red, gold, and blue.
I remember days when the sun seemed to glow,
Fields of wheat swaying where the wildflowers grow,
The sunsets paint a canvas only nature can design,
Inviting every traveler to share in this time.
From valley floors to the rolling hills,
Every whisper of the wind, a song that gently thrills,
North Dakota, Peace Garden home,
Where the Badlands rise and the buffalo roam.
From Bismarck lights to Fargo nights,
Your spirit shines like prairie light.
North Dakota, brave and grand,
Freedom grows in your open land.
Theodore Roosevelt found his fire,
Where the rugged Badlands stand,
Now his name lives on in the park,
That honors that wild, bold land.
Grand Forks sings by the river’s side,
Jamestown keeps the trail,
Williston works where the oil fields rise,
And Minot rides the northern gale.
North Dakota, Peace Garden home,
Where the Badlands rise and the buffalo roam.
From Bismarck lights to Fargo nights,
Your spirit shines like prairie light.
North Dakota, brave and grand,
Freedom grows in your open land.
Dickinson dreams by the western plains,
Crosby stands with pride,
Small-town strength and frontier grace,
Still walk there side by side.
Lawrence Welk played a joyful tune,
Peggy Lee sang soft and bright,
Louis L’Amour told the cowboy tales,
Under North Dakota night.
Angie Dickinson brought beauty and grace,
Phil Jackson led the game,
From prairie roots to worldwide lights,
They carried your good name.
Bismarck, capital standing strong,
Fargo, full of flame,
Every city, every field and road,
Is part of your lasting fame.
North Dakota, Peace Garden home,
Where the Badlands rise and the buffalo roam.
From Grand Forks down to Dickinson,
Your story keeps marching on.
North Dakota, proud and free,
You’re the heart of the northern prairie.
Oh North Dakota, wide and true,
The Peace Garden State, we sing for you.
Illinois
Lyrics
From the skyline lights of Chicago, where the morning touches steel,
To the fields of corn and soybeans, where the heartland turns the wheel,
There’s a river rolling westward, Mississippi wide and free,
And a road that starts in Chicago, Route 66 history.
On December third in eighteen-eighteen, a new star found its place,
Twenty-first to join the Union, full of grit and open grace,
From Springfield’s halls of memory, where Lincoln’s spirit stands,
Illinois keeps moving forward with hardworking hands.
Illinois, Illinois, Prairie State so strong,
Land of Lincoln, heart of America, singing your own song.
From Chicago to Springfield, where the old dreams rise,
Illinois, Illinois, with freedom in your skies.
Aurora shines at morning, Naperville grows bright,
Joliet keeps rolling with the engines in the night,
Rockford builds with courage, Peoria holds the flame,
Every city has a story, every town a proud name.
There’s finance in the towers, there’s farming on the plains,
There’s trucking on the highways and railroads through the rain,
Technology and healing, classrooms full of dreams,
Tourists come to feel the rhythm of your rivers, roads, and teams.
Illinois, Illinois, Prairie State so strong,
Land of Lincoln, heart of America, singing your own song.
From Chicago to Springfield, where the old dreams rise,
Illinois, Illinois, with freedom in your skies.
Abraham Lincoln walked your ground with justice in his soul,
Ronald Reagan found a path where prairie stories roll,
Enrico Fermi split the atom, changing what we knew,
Walt Disney dreamed in color, making magic feel true.
John Deere shaped the farmer’s future with his shining steel plow,
Turning heavy soil to promise, then and even now.
From universities to factories, from lakefront to the land,
Illinois keeps building with a faithful, fearless hand.
Illinois, Illinois, Prairie State so strong,
Land of Lincoln, heart of America, singing your own song.
From Chicago to Springfield, where the old dreams rise,
Illinois, Illinois, with freedom in your skies.
Chicago business rising where the markets meet the day,
Major universities lighting up the way,
Healthcare, education, manufacturing pride,
A crossroads of the nation with the whole world by its side.
Through the prairie winds of summer, through the winter’s silver glow,
Illinois keeps calling every dreamer that you know,
With Lincoln in the courthouse, and Route 66 in view,
The Prairie State keeps singing, strong and true.
Illinois, Illinois, Prairie State so strong,
Land of Lincoln, heart of America, singing your own song.
From Chicago to Springfield, where the old dreams rise,
Illinois, Illinois, with freedom in your skies.
Illinois, Illinois, where the prairie meets the flame,
Land of Lincoln, Route 66, America knows your name.
Maryland
Lyrics
Down by the waters where the blue crabs run,
Golden light rising with the morning sun.
Chesapeake Bay sings a sailor’s tune,
Over marshland mist and a silver moon.
From Annapolis proud where the captains stand,
To the Naval Academy on historic land.
Maryland, you shine so bright,
Old Line State with a heart of light.
Maryland, Maryland, America in miniature,
Beaches, mountains, cities, fields so pure.
From Baltimore lights to the Chesapeake shore,
You keep us coming back for more.
Crab cakes cooking, bay winds free,
Maryland, you’re home to me.
Baltimore’s heartbeat rolls through the night,
Where Babe Ruth swung and dreams took flight.
Billie Holiday sang with a soulful sound,
Her voice still echoes all around.
Francis Scott Key saw the flag still wave,
At Fort McHenry, bold and brave.
That star-spangled banner through smoke and flame,
Gave America freedom’s name.
Maryland, Maryland, America in miniature,
Beaches, mountains, cities, fields so pure.
From Baltimore lights to the Chesapeake shore,
You keep us coming back for more.
Crab cakes cooking, bay winds free,
Maryland, you’re home to me.
Harriet Tubman walked through the night,
Leading souls toward freedom’s light.
Thurgood Marshall rose with justice in his hand,
Born in Baltimore, he helped change this land.
First Black Justice on the highest court,
A voice for truth, a mighty force.
Columbia’s growing, Frederick’s old charm,
Germantown rising with open arms.
Waldorf rolling where the highways meet,
Silver Spring dancing with city streets.
Historic seaports, farmland wide,
Mountains standing with Chesapeake pride.
From shore to ridge, from town to sea,
Maryland sings in harmony.
Maryland, Maryland, America in miniature,
Beaches, mountains, cities, fields so pure.
From Annapolis pride to Baltimore’s roar,
From the bay to the mountain door.
Blue crabs, crab cakes, history,
Maryland, you’re home to me.
Maryland, sweet Maryland,
Old Line State, forever free.
Maryland, you’re home to me,
In every heart, you’ll always be.
Mississippi
Lyrics
Down where the river rolls wide and slow,
Past cotton fields where old winds blow,
Jackson lights up the southern night,
Magnolia blossoms dressed in white.
December tenth, eighteen-seventeen,
A new star rose in the American dream,
Twentieth state with a soul so deep,
Where the Delta sings and the memories speak.
Mississippi, Magnolia State,
River of dreams and a heart of faith,
From the Delta blues to the Gulf Coast sand,
There’s music rising from this land.
Mississippi, sweet and strong,
You gave America half its song,
Through pain, through pride, through history,
Mississippi, you still sing free.
Jackson, Gulfport, Southaven lights,
Hattiesburg shining on warm southern nights,
Biloxi waves roll soft and blue,
Olive Branch skies got a golden hue.
Southern food on a family plate,
Cornbread, catfish, love and grace,
Civil Rights roads where brave hearts stood,
Turning hard times into something good.
Mississippi, Magnolia State,
River of dreams and a heart of faith,
From the Delta blues to the Gulf Coast sand,
There’s music rising from this land.
Mississippi, sweet and strong,
You gave America half its song,
Through pain, through pride, through history,
Mississippi, you still sing free.
B.B. King made Lucille cry,
Down near Indianola under Delta skies,
Robert Johnson at the crossroads flame,
Muddy Waters changed the world with his name.
Faith Hill sang with a country star glow,
Tammy Wynette let heartbreak show,
Writers and dreamers, singers and saints,
Painted this state in American paint.
From riverbanks to the Gulf Coast breeze,
From old front porches to cypress trees,
The sound of the South is alive in your veins,
In gospel choirs and midnight trains.
Mississippi, your story runs long,
In every blues note, every country song,
A land of struggle, a land of grace,
With a magnolia smile on a weathered face.
Mississippi, Magnolia State,
River of dreams and a heart of faith,
From the Delta blues to the Gulf Coast sand,
There’s music rising from this land.
Mississippi, sweet and strong,
You gave America half its song,
Through pain, through pride, through history,
Mississippi, you still sing free.
Oh Mississippi, let your river roll,
Magnolia beauty, Delta soul.
From Jackson town to the wide blue sea,
Mississippi, you still sing free.
Washington
Lyrics
Hey now, up in the Northwest where the tall trees grow,
Evergreen forests in the mist and snow,
Mount Rainier rises like a dream in the blue,
Washington, my heart keeps coming back to you.
You became the forty-second star,
November eleven, eighteen eighty-nine,
Named for George Washington, proud and true,
A presidential name that still shines through.
Washington, The Evergreen State,
Where the rivers run and the pine trees wait,
From Seattle lights to Spokane skies,
There’s a song of freedom in your sunrise.
Olympia stands as the capital crown,
Seattle is the largest city lighting up the Sound,
The Space Needle reaches into the air,
A world-famous wonder standing proud up there.
Microsoft dreams and Amazon pride,
Boeing wings flying worldwide,
Starbucks mornings, Costco strong,
Nordstrom style keeps moving along.
Washington, The Evergreen State,
Where the rivers run and the pine trees wait,
From Tacoma shores to Vancouver streams,
You’re a land of builders, music, and dreams.
Jimi Hendrix made his guitar cry,
Born in Seattle, reaching past the sky,
Kurt Cobain gave a generation sound,
From Aberdeen, where the raw truth was found.
Bing Crosby sang with a golden tone,
Raised in Spokane, where his roots were grown,
Ann and Nancy Wilson let their Heart songs fly,
Washington music still echoes high.
Washington, The Evergreen State,
Where the forests rise and the hearts are great,
Forty-second star in the red, white, and blue,
Named for a president, proud and true.
From Seattle, Spokane, Tacoma too,
Vancouver, Bellevue, skies of blue,
Everett, Olympia, Yakima sing,
Every city has a dream to bring.
Apples in the valleys, rain on the trees,
Mountains standing tall in the Pacific breeze,
Industry, music, and natural grace,
Washington shines in a powerful place.
Washington, The Evergreen State,
Where the forests rise and the hearts are great,
From the Space Needle high to the orchards wide,
You carry the Northwest with honor and pride.
Rhode Island
Lyrics
There’s a morning light on Narragansett Bay,
Where the sailboats rise and the gulls all play.
Little Rhody shines where the blue waves run,
Smallest on the map, but mighty in the sun.
Providence is calling with a colonial flame,
A capital city with a freedom name.
From the cobblestone streets to the harbor tide,
Rhode Island carries America’s pride.
Rhode Island, Ocean State,
Thirteenth star with a shining fate.
May twenty-ninth, seventeen ninety,
You stood for liberty.
Rhode Island, Little Rhody by the sea,
Small in size, but big in history.
From the mansions of Newport to the sailing foam,
Ocean State, you feel like home.
Roger Williams lit a brave new way,
For faith and conscience to have their say.
Anne Hutchinson stood with a fearless heart,
Freedom of conscience was her sacred art.
Nathanael Greene rode through the fight,
Trusted by Washington in freedom’s light.
From revolution’s fire to the church bell’s sound,
Rhode Island’s courage still echoes around.
Rhode Island, Ocean State,
Thirteenth star with a shining fate.
May twenty-ninth, seventeen ninety,
You stood for liberty.
Rhode Island, Little Rhody by the sea,
Small in size, but big in history.
From the mansions of Newport to the sailing foam,
Ocean State, you feel like home.
Cranston stands proud, the second-largest town,
Warwick sees the planes come gliding down.
Near T.F. Green where the runway lights glow,
Travelers arrive where the bay winds blow.
Pawtucket remembers the mill wheel still,
Slater Mill turning with an old-world will.
East Providence watches the water shine,
A waterfront heartbeat near the city line.
Rhode Island, Ocean State,
Thirteenth star with a shining fate.
May twenty-ninth, seventeen ninety,
You stood for liberty.
Rhode Island, Little Rhody by the sea,
Small in size, but big in history.
From the mansions of Newport to the sailing foam,
Ocean State, you feel like home.
Woonsocket sings with a heritage strong,
French-Canadian roots in its story and song.
Brown University on College Hill,
Knowledge and dreams are rising still.
Seafood suppers by the evening shore,
Lobster and clams, and the waves wanting more.
Newport mansions in the golden light,
Sailing through summer into starry night.
Smallest state in America, but wide in soul,
Where the ocean breeze makes the wounded whole.
Religious freedom found a harbor here,
A voice for the brave and a light through fear.
From colonial days to the modern sky,
Rhode Island keeps lifting the spirit high.
Rhode Island, Ocean State,
Thirteenth star with a shining fate.
May twenty-ninth, seventeen ninety,
You stood for liberty.
Rhode Island, Little Rhody by the sea,
Small in size, but big in history.
From Narragansett Bay to the sailing foam,
Ocean State, you feel like home.
Rhode Island, Rhode Island, shining blue,
The smallest state with a dream come true.
Little Rhody, proud and free,
The Ocean State forever by the sea.
Michigan
Lyrics
From the blue Great Lakes to the northern pine,
Michigan rises with a heart that shines.
Lansing stands proud where the banners wave,
January twenty-six, eighteen thirty-seven made.
The twenty-sixth state with a spirit so grand,
Forests and waters across the land.
The Wolverine State, the Great Lakes home,
Michigan, you’re carved in stone.
Michigan, Michigan, where the waters run deep,
Where the forests whisper and the old roads speak.
From Detroit soul to Mackinac skies,
You lift up the dream in America’s eyes.
Michigan, Michigan, strong and free,
Great Lakes glory from shore to sea.
With Motown rhythm and automobile pride,
Michigan, you’re forever alive.
Detroit gave the world that Motown sound,
With Aretha’s voice shaking holy ground.
Stevie Wonder sang with a light so bright,
Madonna danced into the neon night.
Bob Seger rolled with a working-man song,
Tom Selleck stood rugged, proud, and strong.
Henry Ford turned wheels into history,
Building dreams for the century.
Michigan, Michigan, where the waters run deep,
Where the forests whisper and the old roads speak.
From Detroit soul to Mackinac skies,
You lift up the dream in America’s eyes.
Michigan, Michigan, strong and free,
Great Lakes glory from shore to sea.
With Motown rhythm and automobile pride,
Michigan, you’re forever alive.
Grand Rapids shines on the western side,
Ann Arbor cheers with college pride.
Dearborn remembers the motor flame,
Flint keeps faith through change and rain.
Warren and Sterling Heights carry on,
With city lights from dusk till dawn.
Every town has a story to tell,
Michigan wears its history well.
Mackinac Island in the summer air,
Cherries blooming everywhere.
Across the bridge where the north winds call,
The Upper Peninsula stands proud and tall.
Lakes and rivers, woods and dreams,
Sunlight dancing on silver streams.
“Si quaeris peninsulam amoenam circumspice,”
Look around, and beauty is free.
Michigan, Michigan, where the waters run deep,
Where the forests whisper and the old roads speak.
From Detroit soul to Mackinac skies,
You lift up the dream in America’s eyes.
Michigan, Michigan, strong and free,
Great Lakes glory from shore to sea.
With Motown rhythm and automobile pride,
Michigan, you’re forever alive.
The Great Lakes State, the Wolverine name,
A land of courage, song, and flame.
From Lansing’s heart to the northern trees,
Michigan, you’re home to me.
Peaceful winds caress the night, Michigan lives on bright.
Alabama
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Down where the rivers roll through the pine,
And the red clay road meets the southern sky,
There’s a place with a heartbeat steady and strong,
Where history still echoes in every song.
From the mountains up north to the Gulf Coast sand,
Alabama stands with an open hand,
Fields of cotton, forests green,
A beautiful land with a powerful dream.
Alabama, Heart of Dixie,
Sweet home rising in the sun,
From Birmingham lights to Montgomery streets,
Your story’s still being sung.
Through struggle and glory, through courage and grace,
You keep moving on with a hopeful face.
Alabama, Alabama,
A strong and shining place.
Montgomery, capital, proud and true,
Where Rosa Parks changed the world we knew,
Where Dr. King’s voice rang clear,
Calling out justice for all to hear.
From Selma’s road to freedom’s call,
They marched with faith and stood tall,
Through hardship, hope began to rise,
Like morning light across southern skies.
Alabama, Heart of Dixie,
Sweet home rising in the sun,
From Birmingham lights to Montgomery streets,
Your story’s still being sung.
Through struggle and glory, through courage and grace,
You keep moving on with a hopeful face.
Alabama, Alabama,
A strong and shining place.
Born December fourteenth, eighteen nineteen,
Twenty-second star in the nation’s dream,
Bordered by Tennessee, Georgia too,
Florida, Mississippi, and Gulf waters blue.
Birmingham’s the largest, glowing bright,
With steel-town soul and city lights,
From Tuscaloosa to farmland wide,
There’s Alabama pride on every side.
Lionel Richie sang with a velvet sound,
From Tuskegee roots to the world renowned,
Hank Williams gave country its crying heart,
With lonesome songs that became high art.
Percy Sledge poured soul from Leighton’s ground,
“When a Man Loves a Woman” still circles around,
And Jimmy Buffett, with Mobile in his breeze,
Carried coastal dreams across the seas.
Helen Keller taught the world to see,
Booker T. built possibility,
Coretta’s courage still leads the way,
In Marion’s light and freedom’s day.
Hank Aaron swung with legendary grace,
Charles Barkley brought power and pace,
Courteney Cox found the spotlight’s flame,
And Alabama shines through every name.
Alabama, Heart of Dixie,
Huntsville rising in the sun,
From Birmingham lights to Montgomery streets,
Your story’s still being sung.
Through Mobile, through courage and grace,
You keep moving on with a hopeful face.
Alabama, Alabama,
A strong and shining place.
From the mountains to the shore,
Alabama, we’ll remember evermore.
Heart of Dixie, proud and free,
A song of hope and history.
South Carolina
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Down where the palmetto rises in the morning light,
South Carolina sings through the warm blue night.
From Charleston streets where the ocean winds roll,
To Columbia’s heart with a capital soul.
Forty-six counties, one proud melody,
The 8th state shining in history.
May twenty-third, seventeen eighty-eight,
A hopeful song at freedom’s gate.
While I breathe, I hope, let the palmettos sway,
From Greenville hills to the coastal bay.
South Carolina, let your spirit run free,
With a rhythm of love and a legacy.
While I breathe, I hope, let the whole world know,
The Palmetto State has a heart of gold.
Rock Hill’s rolling, Summerville blooms,
Goose Creek dances under Carolina moons.
Mount Pleasant smiles where the harbor shines,
And Richmond echoes through these traveling lines.
From old brick roads to the river’s bend,
Every town feels like a faithful friend.
There’s a front porch song in the evening air,
And a prayer of hope floating everywhere.
While I breathe, I hope, let the palmettos sway,
From Greenville hills to the coastal bay.
South Carolina, let your spirit run free,
With a rhythm of love and a legacy.
While I breathe, I hope, let the whole world know,
The Palmetto State has a heart of gold.
James Brown brought the fire, the Godfather of Soul,
Darius Rucker sang with a country-rock roll.
Hootie & the Blowfish gave the world their sound,
Carolina voices lifting hearts all around.
Chubby Checker twisted into history’s light,
And Vanna White shined on the Wheel every night.
From music to magic, from stage to screen,
South Carolina keeps living the dream.
We cherish all the rivers and pines,
To the sweetgrass baskets and the coastal tides.
To every small town and every city bright,
To the stars over Columbia glowing at night.
Charleston’s beauty, Greenville’s grace,
Every mile wears a hopeful face.
With “Dum Spiro Spero” written in the soul,
South Carolina keeps making us whole.
While I breathe, I hope, let the palmettos sway,
From Rock Hill roads to the Charleston bay.
South Carolina, let your spirit run free,
With a rhythm of love and a legacy.
While I breathe, I hope, let the whole world know,
The Palmetto State has a heart of gold.
Yes, while I breathe, I hope, let the good light show,
South Carolina, you’re a heart of gold.