Roaring through the Purple Mountains Majesty

Comes a thunder deeper than any ocean

And from across the golden fields and valleys

Comes a great people in motion

For we stand and we roar and fly and we fight

And yet still we stand on the Purple Mountains waiting for what’s right

And so many people give up climbing

For the cliffs are steep and the hike is tiring

But still we stand on the edges of the Purple Mountains

And still we roar louder than the fountains

And still we fly higher than the falcons

And still we fight harder than the people who hold us back

We the people

We still stand

We whose slave boats were brought onto these lands

We whose labor is used at grand

We whose people built up from the sands

We who’s sciences educated man

We who span the entire nation

From sea to shining sea

Have suffered from these dirty seas,

Have seen the water so unclean,

With the trash of our people, and the blood of the fallen

From people who died in the past few centuries.

We have climbed and we have stumbled our way to the top of the Purple Mountains

And We ask of you, for our friends, families, and those who we call our own

“Crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea”