You're A Grand Old Flag

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Melody - George M. Cohan, 1906; Seq. by Don Ferguson
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George M. Cohan, 1906

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 noone 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!
Chorus:
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
'Neath the red, white, and blue,
Where there's never a boast or brag,
But, should auld acquaintance be forgot,
Keep you eye on the grand old flag.
2. I'm cranky hanky panky,
I'm a dead square, honest Yankee,
And I'm mighty proud of that old flag
That flies for Uncle Sam.
Though I don't believe in raving,
Ev'ry time I see it waving,
There's a chill runs up my back
That makes me glad I'm what I am.
Here's a land with a million soldiers,
That's if we should need 'em,
We'll fight for freedom!
Hurrah! Hurrah! For ev'ry Yankee tar
And 'Old G.A.R.',
Ev'ry stripe, ev'ry star.
Red, white, and blue, hats off to you,
Honest, you're a grand old flag!
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