Old Glory

Old glory flies for all American's living or dead.

Old Glory

She waves her beauty for all to see.
Upon a flag pole just for you and me.
An assurance to all she still flies high.
The freedom she represents is why.

Old glory was there now and then.
For our troops to see their old friend.
She waves and her beauty shines.
Guarding freedom of yours and mine.

BY: Kings