PATRIOTIC SONGS OF OUR HISTORY "FREEDOM IS NOT FREE" |
America the Beautiful |
Battle Hymn of the Republic |
God Bless the USA/I'm Proud to be an American |
God Bless America |
My Country 'Tis of Thee |
Stars and Stripes Forever Written by: John Phillip Sousa Hurrah for the flag of the free! May it wave as our standard forever, The gem of the land and the sea, The banner of the right. Let despots remember the day When our fathers with mighty endeavor Proclaimed as they marched to the fray That by their might and by their right it waves forever. |
Star Spangled Banner Written by: Francis Scott Key Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming? Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thro' the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watch'd, were so gallantly streaming? And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof thro' the night that our flag was still there. O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? On the shore dimly seen thro' the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses? Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam, In full glory reflected, now shines on the stream: 'T is the star-spangled banner: O, long may it wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave! And where is that band who so vauntingly swore That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion A home and a country should leave us no more? Their blood has wash'd out their foul footsteps' pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and slave From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave: And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave. O, thus be it ever when freemen shall stand, Between their lov'd homes and the war's desolation; Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the heav'n-rescued land Praise the Pow'r that hath made and preserv'd us as a nation! Then conquer we must, when our cause is just, And this be our motto: "In God is our trust" And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave! |
Yankee Doodle Written by: Richard Shuckburgh Yankee Doodle went to town A-riding on a pony Stuck a feather in his hat And called it macaroni. Yankee Doodle, keep it up Yankee Doodle dandy Mind the music and the step And with the girls be handy. Father and I went down to camp Along with Captain Gooding And there we saw the men and boys As thick as hasty pudding. Yankee Doodle, keep it up Yankee Doodle dandy Mind the music and the step And with the girls be handy. There was Captain Washington Upon a slapping stallion A-giving orders to his men I guess there was a million. Yankee Doodle, keep it up Yankee Doodle dandy Mind the music and the step And with the girls be handy. |
This Land Is Your Land Written by: Woody Guthrie This land is your land, This land is my land, From California To the New York island, From the Redwood Forest, To the Gulf stream waters, This land was made for you and me. As I was walking, That ribbon of highway, I saw above me That endless skyway, I saw below me That golden valley. This land was made for you and me. I've roamed and rambled And I've followed my footsteps To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts And all around me a voice was sounding This land was made for you and me The sun comes shining As I was strolling The wheat fields waving And the dust clouds rolling The fog was lifting a voice come chanting This land was made for you and me As I was walkin' I saw a sign there And that sign said no tress passin' But on the other side It didn't say nothin! Now that side was made for you and me! In the squares of the city In the shadow of the steeple Near the relief office I see my people And some are grumblin' And some are wonderin' If this land's still made for you and me. Nobody living can ever stop me As I go walking That freedom highway Nobody living can make me turn back This land was made for you and me |
What the Flag Means Written by: Mark Heffron Rob and John were brothers in war. They charged the beach at Normandy. Robert fell at Omaha And Johnny died near Isigny. You'll find their graves on that faraway shore They fought to save from tyranny. And every dawn at reveille Their banner's raised in victory. See what freedom costs in each marble cross And what the flag means to the free. Henry came from a small river town. He left his home for Vietnam. Drawn to the flag of a high ideal, He fought the war nobody won. One day he forded a wild jungle stream And there a sniper shot him down And his lifeblood joined that sacred will Our fathers forged on Bunker Hill. Read it in the names on these granite walls: What the flag means when you're called. Michael ran like the wind on the tide. He knew the race went to the bold. He gained more speed with every stride Until his shoes turned into gold. And when he watched on that gold medal day Old Glory rise, the Anthem play, The tears came streaming down his face When he felt that force beyond the grave. Every freeman's life sings their sacrifice- What the flag means to the brave. Patrick Brown was a Queens fireman. He captained ladder number three. He knew the look of the frightened face That sought the light of liberty. That day his crew climbed the North Tower stairs And all our hopes came crashing down, There he saw that shining face He'd spent his whole life trying to save. You know your job is done when your rescue comes And your life shines like the sun. Tonight a storm veils a poor widowed world. Her lonely tears just fall like rain. A young man wakes from a troubled dream And hears a hero call his name. And as he makes that fateful vow He knows his life is not his own. And a new hope lights the starry sea High above the Land of Liberty. See the million flights of the Stars and Stripes- What the flag means to the free. |
