America

This one's for you Sean:

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  1. Sean HurstMarch 30, 2011 at 3:51 PM

    The memories. Oh so poignant. Oh so great.

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  2. AggieMayMarch 30, 2011 at 5:38 PM

    For some reason this one is really connecting with me today. Just one of those VERY rare neil diamond days...

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  3. EliseMarch 30, 2011 at 6:31 PM

    Oh, Neil...

    When my Chilean brother-in-law came home from his oath taking ceremony thingie (I'm sure there's a more accurate name for this) when he became a U.S. citizen, I threw him a surprise/congratulations party. I had this song playing when he walked through the door. All of the natural-born Americans thought it was hilarious. The Chilean-born American had never heard it before.

    Just a heads up. Neil Diamond jokes are LOST on South Americans.

    Thanks for posting this. I think you just made my night.

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  4. ChrisMarch 31, 2011 at 2:08 AM

    Oh Neil Diamond. It was time for a dose of Neil Diamond. Everytime I hear him I think of Dad. And DeBryn has never heard this song btw.

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  5. Lacy@uphillandsmilingApril 1, 2011 at 11:37 PM

    This is one of my all time favorite songs!!! yep, I LOVE it. I used to be in a singing group when I was a little girl and we got to sing this while riding a float in our town's 4th of July parade. It was AWESOME :)

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