

{clean acoustic guitar fingerpicking} {soft pedal steel volume swells} {gentle building room
ambiance} From the redwood timber
to the gulf stream tide
These open spaces
stretching deep and wide
Two hundred fifty winters,
and the summers still hold
This story of promise,
beautifully told
America, your light
is still shining clear
Through every winding valley,
year after year
We lift a quiet hand
to the endless blue sky (ohhh)
And let the gratitude rise
We carved out a path
through the dust and the stone
With a vision of freedom
we made as our own
Now the mountain tops
catch the first morning sun
A tapestry woven,
many in one
{expressive clean electric guitar solo
with dynamic
slides} {soaring
pedal steel} {steady supportive rhythm section}
America, your light
is still shining clear
Through every winding valley,
year after year
We lift a quiet hand
to the endless blue sky (ohhh)
And let the gratitude rise
Two hundred fifty years...
And the light is still clear...
{gently
fading acoustic guitar and pedal steel swells} {soft final piano chord}