You're a Grand Old Flag

You're a Grand Old Flag - Billy Murray/Heidelberg Quintet

There's a feeling comes a-stealing

And it sets my brain a-reeling

When I'm list'ning to the music of a military band

Any tune like "Yankee Doodle"

Simply sets me off my noodle

It's that patriotic something that no one can understand

"Way down South in the land of cotton

Melody untiring

Ain't that inspiring

Hurrah Hurrah We'll join the jubilee

And that's going some for the Yankees by gum

Red White and Blue I am for you

Honest you're a grand old Rag

You're a grand old Rag

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 brave

Ev'ry heart beats true

'Neath the 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 Rag

I'm no cranky hanky panky

I'm a dead square honest Yankee

And I'm mighty proud of that old flag that flies for Uncle Sam

Though I don't believe in raving

Ev'ry time I see it waving

There's a chill runs up my back that makes me glad I'm what I am

Here's a land with a million soldiers

That's if we should need 'em

We'll fight for freedom

Hurrah Hurrah For ev'ry Yankee Tar

And old G A R ev'ry stripe ev'ry star

Red White and Blue hats off to you

Honest you're a grand old Rag

You're a grand old Rag

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 brave

Ev'ry heart beats true

'Neath the 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 Rag