My Country....

[StoopTroup]

Tis of thee...

[nighttrain12]

... sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing; ...

[nighttrain12]

Looks like we need to print a cheat sheet for the rest of you!

http://www.hymnsite.com/lyrics/umh697.sht

[olevetonahill]

Land where my fathers died.

[The Profit]

land of the pilgim's pride

[SoonerofAlabama]

from every mountainside let freedom ring!

[olevetonahill]

My native country, thee,

[SoonerofAlabama]

land of the noble free, thy name I love

[olevetonahill]

I love thy rocks and rills,

[StoopTroup]

Thy woods and templed hills;

[SoonerofAlabama]

my heart with rapture thrills, like that above.

[StoopTroup]

Let music swell the breeze

[olevetonahill]

and ring from all the trees sweet freedom's song;

[SoonerofAlabama]

let mortal tongues awake;

[olevetonahill]

let all that breathe partake;

[SoonerofAlabama]

let rocks their silence break, the sound prolong.

[olevetonahill]

Our fathers' God, to thee,

[StoopTroup]

Author of liberty,

[olevetonahill]

to thee we sing;
long may our land be bright

[SoonerofAlabama]

with freedom's holy light;

[StoopTroup]

Protect us by Thy might,
Great God our King.

[olevetonahill]

But, but, but, we are NOT a Christian nation,what gives ?;)

[StoopTroup]

My country,' tis of thee,
Stronghold of slavery, of thee I sing;
Land where my fathers died,
Where men man’s rights deride,
From every mountainside thy deeds shall ring!

My native country, thee,
Where all men are born free, if white’s their skin;
I love thy hills and dales,
Thy mounts and pleasant vales;
But hate thy negro sales, as foulest sin.

Let wailing swell the breeze,
And ring from all the trees the black man’s wrong;
Let every tongue awake;
Let bond and free partake;
Let rocks their silence break, the sound prolong.

Our father’s God! to thee,
Author of Liberty, to thee we sing;
Soon may our land be bright,
With holy freedom’s right,
Protect us by thy might, Great God, our King.

It comes, the joyful day,
When tyranny’s proud sway, stern as the grave,
Shall to the ground be hurl’d,
And freedom’s flag, unfurl’d,
Shall wave throughout the world, O’er every slave.

Trump of glad jubilee!
Echo o’er land and sea freedom for all.
Let the glad tidings fly,
And every tribe reply,
“Glory to God on high,” at Slavery’s fall.

[Blue]

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[JohnnyMack]

Show us your tits!

[Turd_Ferguson]

Show us your tits!

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[StoopTroup]

http://www.momlogic.com/woman_pumped_breastmilk.jpg