Sarah Vaughan - The House I Live In lyrics
[Sarah Vaughan - The House I Live In lyrics]
The house I live in, a plot of earth
A street the grocer and the butcher and
The people that I meet
The children in the playground
The faces that I see
All races and religions
That's America to me
The place I work in, the worker at my side
The little town or city where
My people lived and died
The "howdy" and the hand-shake
The air of feeling free
The right to speak my mind out
That's America to me
The house I live in, a plot of earth
A street the grocer and the butcher and
The people that I meet
The children in the playground
The faces that I see
All races and religions
That's America to me
The place I work in, the worker at my side
The little town or city where
My people lived and died
The "howdy" and the hand-shake
The air of feeling free
The right to speak my mind out
That's America to me
The things I see about mе
The big things and the small
The littlе corner news-stand and the
House a mile tall
The wedding and the churchyard
The laughter and the tears
The dream that's been a growin'
For a hundred fifty years
The town I live in, the street, the house
The room the pavement of the city
Or a garden all in bloom
The church, the school, the club house
The million lights I see
But especially the people
That's America to me
A street the grocer and the butcher and
The people that I meet
The children in the playground
The faces that I see
All races and religions
That's America to me
The place I work in, the worker at my side
The little town or city where
My people lived and died
The "howdy" and the hand-shake
The air of feeling free
The right to speak my mind out
That's America to me
The house I live in, a plot of earth
A street the grocer and the butcher and
The people that I meet
The children in the playground
The faces that I see
All races and religions
That's America to me
The place I work in, the worker at my side
The little town or city where
My people lived and died
The "howdy" and the hand-shake
The air of feeling free
The right to speak my mind out
That's America to me
The things I see about mе
The big things and the small
The littlе corner news-stand and the
House a mile tall
The wedding and the churchyard
The laughter and the tears
The dream that's been a growin'
For a hundred fifty years
The town I live in, the street, the house
The room the pavement of the city
Or a garden all in bloom
The church, the school, the club house
The million lights I see
But especially the people
That's America to me