A F#m CdimE7 A A7 What is A-mer-i-ca to me? D Cdim AM7 C#m7-5 A name, a map, a flag I see, D Cdim C#m7-5 F#7 A certain word, "De-moc-ra-cy." D F#m Bm7 Bm7-5 E7 What is A-mer-i-ca to me? Fdim AM7 D9 E7/6 AM7 The house I live in -- a plot of earth, a street, D9 E7/6 A F#m C Am7 A The grocer and the butcher, all the people that I meet, D9 E7 A F#m D9 E7 F#m The children in the playground, the faces that I see; B7 Cdim A F#m Bm7-5 E7/6 A All races, and religions -- that's A-mer-i-ca to me. Fdim AM7 D9 E7/6 AM7 The place I work in, the worker at my side D9 E7/6 A F#m C Am7 A The little town or city where my people lived and died D9 E7 A F#m D9 E7 F#m The "howdy" and the handshake, the air of feeling free B7 Cdim A6 A F#m D9 E7/6 A The right to speak my mind out that's A-mer-i-ca to me. D9 E A D9 E A The things I see about me the big things and the small Em7 A7 D Em7 A7 D The little corner newsstand and the house a mile tall; C#7 F#m C#7 F#m The wedding and the churchyard, the laughter and the tears, E B7 E Edim E7 The dream that's been a growin' for two-hundred thirty years.* Fdim AM7 D9 E7/6 AM7 The town I live in, the street, the house, the room, D9 E7/6 A F#m C Am7 A The pavement of the city, or a garden all in bloom, D9 E7 A D9 E7 F#m The church, the school, the club house, the million lights I see, D9 Fdim A F#m D9 E7 FdimF#m But especially the people -- that's A-mer-i-ca to me. DFAFDEBDDA6 Especially the people -- that's A-mt-i-ca to me --.