Lyrics From Sea To Shining Sea (finale)

Past Virginia down from Maine
It's a rolling wide terrain
Three thousand miles of shore
Just like three thousand years before

Then the hills began to rise
Till they almost touch the skies
From the flat black delta land
To the singing Kansas sands

Down from the desert heat I see
Keeping it ours forever free
From sea to shining sea
(America America) God shed His grace on Thee
And crown Thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea