Old Glory

It's seen the fires of war 
And the serenity of peace 
It's never flown higher
Then across these seven seas 
It may be a tattered old flag 
But I grow prouder of it each day

It was there when we the people cried liberty
And there when we were divided 
It flew when we stood in victory 
After all nations collided 
It has scars all its own
But I'm proud to call it the symbol of hope

I've seen it get trampled 
And torn by it's people 
Who cry justice for criminals 
And in their names do so much evil 
Yes it's seen better days 
But I'll never be ashamed of where Old Glory hangs