Frank Sinatra - House I Live In, The lyrics

Writer(s): robinson/allen What is america to me A name, a map, or a flag i see A certain word, democracy What is america to me The house i live in A plot of earth, a street The grocer and the butcher Or the people that i meet The children in the playground The faces that i see All races and religions That's america to me The place i work in The worker by my side The little town the city Where my people lived and died The howdy and the handshake The air a feeling free And the right to speak your mind out That's america to me The things i see about me The big things and the small That little corner newsstand Or the house a mile tall The wedding and the churchyard The laughter and the tears And the dream that's been a growing For more than two hundred years The town i live in The street, the house, the room The pavement of the city Or the garden all in bloom The church the school the clubhouse The millions lights i see But especially the people - yes especially the people That's america to me