

Some of our giants are ladies
There's one who stands in New York's harbor
She's a hundred and fifty-one feet tall
And weighs two hundred and twenty-five tons
Her strength defies belief
If you could imagine one hundred and eighty-six
Million people hand in hand all pullin' together
Why, that's exactly how strong she is
Give me your tired, your poor
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free
I lift my lamp beside the golden door
From where I stand I can see the mountain tops
On the wind I can smell the scent of pine
Hear the rumblin' wheels of a train that never stops
And the name you hear it whisper is mine
From tiny brooks now the mighty rivers flow
I see green fields where deserts used to be
I'll still be here when today is long ago
For my name (Oh, my name) is Liberty
I will guide you safely to my harbor
The torch of freedom in my hand
Through the darkest night, the flame burns bright
And it shines all across this land
My land is good and my love is everywhere
And wherever men hunger to be free
With rich and poor, all my treasures I will share
For my name (Oh, my name) is Liberty
For my name is Liberty
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