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Show OLD GLORY By Alton Bradley Old Glory, son, has proved its worth Long years on land and sea, A mother's blessing take along, Accept the same from me. Remember, boy, you're all we have, Your mother old (and dad), So take my flag, the Stars and Stripes, I'll trust you with It, lad. My son, protect Old Glory, Your father did the same; It gave htm pride and honor. He brought you home a name. Remember, boy, our cause Is Just, Our flag protects the weak, "With malice none (Just charity)" For this only does It speak. Our sires owned It years ago, My father in sixty-four; It'a the aame "old hickory staff I made," And here'a the sword I wore. I carried It through the Spanish War, f George Dewey led us there, Bon, take them both, my aword and flag, You'll find them good to wear. Bon, take my aword and faded flag, the ;oid Red. White and Blue." Xnd plant It firm en German soil, Make a name for me. and you. Old Olory, boy, has proved Its worth, That's why you're going away; Please bring It back as your sires did To send some future day, |