You’re a Grand Old Flag, you’re a high flying flag



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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 brae.

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.

Yankee Doodle Boy
I’m a Yankee Doodle Dandy,

A Yankee Doodle, do or die;

A real live nephew of my Uncle Sam,

Born on the Fourth of July.

I’ve got a Yankee Doodle sweetheart,

She’s my Yankee Doodle joy.

Yankee Doodle came to London, just to ride the ponies,

I am a Yankee Doodle boy.

God Bless America
God Bless America, land that I love.

Stand beside her and guide her through the night with a light from above.

From the mountains, to the prairies, to the oceans white with foam.

God bless America, my home sweet home.



God bless America, my home sweet home.


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