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Show o beautiful for For amber AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL 0 beautiful for spacious skies, waves of Whose stern grain. A purple mountain majesties Above the fruited plain. For America! God shed his grace on thee, And crown thy good with brotherhood From sea to shining thoroughfare of freedom beat Across America!" sea. pilgrim feet impassioned stress the wilderness. America! America! God mend thine every flaw, Confirm thy soul in self-control)) Thy liberty in law. GOD BLESS AMERICA To the oceans white with foam God bless America My home sweet home. God bless America, land that I love, Stand beside her and guide her Thru the night with a light from above. From the mountains, ,i i, to the - prairies WHEN IRISH EYES ARE SMILING When Irish hearts are When Irish eyes are smiling All the world seems Sure it's like a morn in Spring, happy bright and gay, are smiling And when Irish eyes Sure they steal your heart away. In the lilt of Irish laughter You can hear the angels sing. SMILES There are There There are are happy smiles that make us blue, that make smiles us smiles that steal away the Teardrops, As the sun-beams steal away the dew. There are smiles that have a tender Meaning That the eyes of love alone may see, And the smiles that fill my life with Sunshine Are the smiles that you give to me. THE BUSINESS WOMEN'S CLUB "Battle Hymn of the Republic" We are striving ever for the heights .The Club for Business Women is true fraternity, of a Club no longer new, of the business world touch women Here It is standing firm, united, with in Hearts sympathy, A purpose strong and true, are Clubs Our marching on. (Chorus) And all the world is watching Tune: what it can do, marching on. (CHORUS) : Business women, we are cheering, Business women, we are cheering, Just to see Its fame is Business women, Our Clubs are we are cheering, marching on. Our Club is based upon the creed Of love and loyalty, We have sounded forth the trumpet That shall never call retreat, We have builded on a rock of faith Where love and friendship meet footsteps there shall follow On a hundred thousand feet, (Chorus) While we go marching on. In our |
