(Johnny Cash)
© '74 Song Of Cash Music, ASCAP
I walked through a county courthouse square
On a park bench an old man was sittin' there
I said your old courthouse is kinda run down
He siad naw it'll do for our little town
I said you're old flagpole has leaned a little bit
And that a ragged old flag you got hanging on it
He said have a seat and I sat down
Is this the first time you've been to our little town
I said I think it is hr said I don't like to brag
But we're kinda proud of that Ragged Old Flag
You see we got a little hole in that flag there
When Washington took it across Delaware
And it got powder burned the night that Francis Scott Key
Sat watching it writin' Say Can You See
And it got a bad rip in New Orleans
When Packingham and Jackson tuggin' at its seems
And it almost fell at the Alamo beside the Texas flag but she waved on though
She got cut with a sword at Chancellorsville and she got cut again in Shiloh Hill
There was Robert E Lee Beauregard and Bragg
And the south wind blew hard on that Ragged Old Flag
On Flanders Field in World War 1 she got a big hole from a Bertha gun
She turned blood red in World War 2 she hung limp and low by time or two
She was in Kerea Vietnam she went where she was sent by her Uncle Sam
She waved from our ships upon the briny foam
And now they've about quit waving back here at home
In her own good land here she's been abused
She's been burned dishonored denied refused
And the government for which she stands is scandalized throughout the land
And she's gettin' threatbare and she's wearin' thin
But she's in good shape for the shape she's in
Cause she's been through the fire before and I believe she can take a whole lot more
So we raise her up every morning we take her down every night
We don't let her touch the ground and we fold her up right
On second thought I do like to brag cause I'm mighty proud of that Ragged Old Flag
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