Why weep or slumber america Land of brave and true With castles and clothing and food for all All belongs to you
Ev'ry man a king, ev'ry man a king For you can be a millionaire But there's something belonging to others There's enough for all people to share When it's sunny june and december too Or in the winter time or spring There'll be peace without end Ev'ry neighbor a friend With ev'ry man a king
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