You're A Grand Old Flag

You're a grand old flag
 You're a high-flying flag
 And forever in peace may you wave
 You're the emblem of the land I love
 The home of the free and the brave
 Ev'ry heart beats true' under Red, White and Blue
 Where there's never a boast or brag
 But should auld acquaintance be forgot
 Keep your eye on the grand old flag
 There's a feeling comes a-stealing
 And it sets my brain a-reeling
 When I'm list'ning to the music of a military band
 Any tune like "Yankee Doodle"
 Simply sets me off my noodle
 It's that patriotic something that no one can understand
 "Way down South, in the land of cotton,"
 Melody untiring
 Ain't that inspiring?
 Hurrah! Hurrah! We'll join the jubilee!
 And that's going some, for the Yankees, by gum!
 Red, White and Blue, I am for you!
 Honest, you're a grand old flag!
 You're a grand old flag
 You're a high-flying flag
 And forever in peace may you wave
 You're the emblem of the land I love
 The home of the free and the brave
 Ev'ry heart beats true' under Red, White and Blue
 Where there's never a boast or brag
 But should auld acquaintance be forgot
 Keep your eye on the grand old flag