Never Die
Old Glory, Old Glory, Long is your story.
From the Boston tea to this great land you see.
You Old Glory are forever seen.
Old Gory, Old Glory, may long be your Glory.
From sea to shining sea, both here and across
the sea.
You are the colors that keep me free.
From land to land you give freedom a hand.
To drive out a tyrant and free great lands.
For freedom! Old Glory will ever stand.
You have paid a price for our freedoms right.
And they have stood by your side.
To give freedom its rights, they gave liberty
and life.
That all men should stand free no matter of height.
For freedom is all! Mankind right.
In the eyes of our Creator! And all who stand
for the right.
Do we belong in any land under siege?
I say yes! If all men are to be free.
For that is the motto of the land of the free.
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For if we are to be free, all men must be free.
And
that is a call! To the sons and daughters of liberty.
To fight and die upon them shores for the cause
of life! And liberty
This land of the free, this home of the brave.
Goes
To those lands Old Glory too wave.
Yes our hearts are saddened for too grieve each
day.
But freedom does not come without pay.
For too honor those who have paid.
Old Glory! Must forever wave.
Yes Old Glory! you are my pride.
Forever! will I stand by your side.
And I honor those! Who have paid that liberty
may fly.
And I pray you! shall.
"Never die"
©
1/17/04
Robert (Standing Eagle Plume) Jacobs