G D G - G D G [Verse] G C When I was a child I heard music G D And I knew that it was coming from me too G C Now everywhere I go I hear some kind of music G D G I don't know where it's coming from, do you? G C And I used to sit by the dim radio window G D Waiting for the magic hour to start G C You can take the heart out of my country G D G You can't take the country out of my heart G C Well there comes a time when we all have to travel G D Some to look for home and some to hide G C There was a war at home and a war across the ocean G D G Families were split from the inside G C And we stood there holding hands, signs and candles G D But soon enough our hands all had to part G C You can take the heart out of this country G D G But you can't take the country out of your heart G C Well, it's more than cities, fields and mountains G D More than a place to view the firmament G C And everyday I want to thank all the angels G D G That it's more than its congress and its president G C And I long to hear the music of its choir G D When everyone shall stand and sing their part G C And we can keep the heart in our country G D G And we can keep the country in our heart G D G And we can keep the country in our heart