Sing Along Lyrics Friday, April 24th

The Star-Spangled Banner Melody by John Stafford Smith Text by Francis Scott Key

O say can you see, by the dawn’s early light, What so proudly we hailed at the twilight’s last gleaming. Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight, O’er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming? And the rockets’ red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through 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?

You’re a Grand Old Flag By George M. Cohan

You’re a grand old flag. 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. Every 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 flag.

Yankee Doodle Traditional

Yankee Doodle went to town 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.

When Johnny Comes Marching Home Traditional

When Johnny comes marching home again; hoorah! Hoorah! We’ll give him a hearty welcome then; hoorah! Hoorah! Then the men will cheer, and the boys will shout. The ladies they will all turn about, And we’ll all be here when Johnny comes marching home.

My Country ‘tis of Thee Music is Traditional Words by Samuel Francis Smith

My country, ‘tis of Thee, Sweet land of Liberty, Of Thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, Land of the Pilgrim’s pride, From every mountainside Let freedom ring!

America, the Beautiful Words by Katherine Lee Bates Music by Samuel A. Ward

O beautiful for spacious skies, For amber waves of grain, For purple mountain majesties Above the fruited plain! America! America! God shed His grace on Thee, And crown thy good with brotherhood From sea to shining sea!

God Bless America Music and Words by Irving Berlin

God bless America, Land that I love. Stand beside her and guide her Through the night with a light from above. From the mountains to the prairies, To the oceans white with foam. God bless America, my home sweet home. God bless America, my home sweet home.

Home on the Range Traditional Cowboy Song

Oh, give me a home where the buffalo roam, Where the deer and the antelope play, Where seldom is heard a discouraging word, And the skies are not cloudy all day. Home, home on the range, Where the deer and the antelope play, Where seldom is heard a discouraging word, And the skies are not cloudy all day.

Battle Hymn of the Republic Music by William Steffe Words by Julia Ward Howe

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord. He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored. He hath loos’d the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword. His truth is marching on.

Glory, glory, hal-le-lu-jah! Glory, glory, hal-le-lu-jah! Glory, glory, hal-le-lu-jah! His truth is marching on.