A popular song from 1915.
Words by Edgar Leslie.
Music by Archer Gottler.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- Amid fields of clover
‘Twas just a little over
A hundred years ago
A handful of strangers
They faced many dangers
To make their country grow
It’s now quite a nation
Of wond’rous population
And free from ev’ry king
It’s your land it’s my land
A great do or die land
And that’s just why I sing
Chorus
America, I love you
You’re like a sweetheart of mine
From ocean to ocean
For you my devotion
Is touching each bound’ry line
Just like a little baby
Climbing it’s mother’s knee
America I love you
And there’s a hundred million others like me
- From all sorts of places
They welcomed all the races
To settle on their shore
They didn’t care which one
The poor or the rich one
They still had room for more
To give them protection
Bu popular election
A set of laws they chose
They’re your laws and my laws
For your cause and my cause
That’s why this country rose
Sung here by Fred Feild: