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Bank of America Celebration at the Station Sing Along, America Lyrics

Yankee Doodle

 

Yankee Doodle went to town, 

A-riding on a pony, 

He stuck a feather in his cap 

And called it Macaroni. 

Yankee Doodle, keep it up, 

Yankee Doodle dandy, 

Mind the music and the step, 

And with the girls be handy. 

And Fath’r and I went to camp, 

Along with Captain Good’in,

And there we saw the men and boys 

As thick as hasty pudding. 

Yankee Doodle, keep it up, 

Yankee Doodle dandy, 

Mind the music and the step, 

And with the girls be handy. 

 

“Over There”

 

Over there, over there, 

Send the word, send the word over there, 

That the Yanks are coming, the Yanks are coming, 

The drums rumtumming ev’rywhere. 

So prepare, say a pray’r, 

Send the word, send the word to beware, 

We’ll be over, we’re coming over, 

And we won’t come back ’til it’s over over there. 

 

“America” (“My Country, ’Tis of Thee”)

 

My country, ’tis of thee, 

Sweet land of liberty, 

Of thee I sing; 

Land where my fathers died, 

Land of the pilgrims’ pride, 

From ev’ry mountainside 

Let freedom ring.

 

You’re a Grand Old Flag

 

You’re a grand old flag, 

You’re a high-flying flag; 

And forever in peace may you wave; 

You’re the emblem of the land I love, 

The home of the free and the brave. 

Ev’ry heart beats true under Red, White and Blue, 

Where there’s never a boast or brag; 

But, should auld acquaintance be forgot, 

Keep your eye on the grand old flag.