Verse 1: 
                   D       
	Some have said,done through history 
 
	If you last it's a mistery 
               A                                          D 
	But i guess they don't know,what they're talking about 
                   D 
	From the mountains down to the sea 
                                     
	You've become such a habit with me 
           A              D 
	America,A-merher-ica 
 
 
Verse 2: 
                    D 
	Well i come from,down around Tennesee 
 
	But the people in California 
              A                  D 
	Are nice to me,A-merher-ica 
                   D  
	It don't matter where i may roam 
                             
	Tell you people that it's home sweet home 
           A              D 
	America,A-merher-ica 

[Refrão]
                  G                                  Bm 
	And my brothers are all black and white,yellow too 
                                      A                 G 
	And the red man is right,to expect a little from you 
           A                       G         D   
	Promise and then follow through,America 
Verse 3: 
                 D 
	And the men,who fell on the planes 
 
	And lived,through hardship and pain 
           A              D 
	America,A-merher-ica 
                 D 
	And the men who could not fight 
 
	In a war that didn't seem right 
                A                        D 
	You let them come home,A-merher-ica 
 
 
Chorus. 
 
 
Verse 4: 
                     D 
	Well i come from,down around Tennesee 
 
	But the people in California 
              A                  D 
	Are nice to me,A-merher-ica 
                   D 
	It don't matter where i may roam 
 
	Tell you people that it's home sweet home 
           A              D 
	America,A-merher-ica 
           A              D 
	America,A-merher-ica 
 
             A                        D    
	It's home sweet home,A-merher-ica 
           A              D 
	America,A-merher-ica