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(hummmm) Two hundred and fifty years of the journey...
Yeah, check the timeline.
From the harbor shores to the mountain peaks A quarter-millennium of the
history we speak Seventeen-seventy-six,
a spark in the dark A blueprint written to leave an eternal
mark Through the heavy storms,
we stood side by side With a heavy heavy drive and collective
pride We built up the roads and we chased down the sky
Keep the torch held high,
watch the eagle fly.
Two hundred and fifty,
we still standing tall!
From the busy avenues to the canyon wall
Red, white, and blue
under one golden sun A tapestry of millions,
moving as one Celebrate the dream,
let the voices rise Happy birthday America,
look at the skies!
Generation after generation we pave the way Innovators and dreamers changing the
day From the southern breeze to the northern cold A story of
hope that is constantly told We made some mistakes but we strive
to be true Always building a future that is bright and new
Hands in the air for the milestone reached Every single lesson that
the journey has preached.
Two hundred and fifty,
we still standing tall!
From the busy avenues to the canyon wall
Red, white, and blue under one
golden sun A tapestry of millions,
moving as one Celebrate the dream,
let the voices rise Happy birthday America,
look at the skies!
Think of where we started,
think of where we stand A massive melting pot across a beautiful
land Two hundred and fifty,
and we just begun
Shining so bright, second to none.
Yeah, a quarter of a millennium!
Keep shining.
Two hundred and fifty years...
Happy birthday! (ahhhh)