Betsy Ross made the first one

The Stars and Stripes, made with a needle and thread

The red, white and blue, freedom had been won

She flew when battlefields were blood-red.

She flies, letting the world know who we are

World War One and Two, The Civil War and Vietnam

D-Day and Pearl Harbor, and all the senseless wars

She remembers when they burned her, did not give a damn.

She’s been battered and beaten, disgraced in every way

With all her scars, she still flies

We salute the lady and pray

She’s always at half-mast when a soldier dies.

Old Glory is still proud through it all

God Bless her and "ONE NATION UNDER GOD"

Old Glory, be proud and don’t let us fall

OLD GLORY AND GOD