I'll always love the dear old flag,

Old Glory is so grand.

The symbol of our freedom that we

Share here in this land.

The stars and stripes should wave

On high, for freedom is our gain.

Freedom that was bought for us with

Someone else's pain.

Many died to save our flag, a lot

Of blood was shed,

And everytime Old Glory waves,

Reminds me of those dead.

Each precious day of liberty are

Special gifts to me.

America, the beautiful is where I

Choose to be.

But even though some burn our flag

Because of hate and spite,

Old Glory will keep flying proud

And they won't win their fight.

So fly high, Old Glory, reach

Out for the sky.

All the things you stand for

I shall love until I die.

(Author Unknown)

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