Battleground

In days long ago, in no too distant times
Men fought for freedom, they paid the price with their lives
They fought the rulers, of their country
They won the battle, the right to be free

The king is gone the rules shall be
Written by our hand
To proclaim for all to see
Across this land

Marching into battle, time and time again
Fighting for this nation, with brothers and friends
Taking proudly with them, the symbol of the times
Flying high above them, our stars and stripes

Our flag, our pride, our joy, our life
The symbol of freedom, of love

Preserve it, protect it, abolish ill intent
Proudly display it, high above

Marching into battle, time and time again
Fighting for this nation, with brothers and friends
Taking proudly with them, the symbol of the times

Our flag, our pride, our joy, our life
The symbol of freedom, of love

Lie in peace my son we’ll drape you with the flag
That once flew high above you, and now a tattered rag
The river that flows nearby will breeze the heat away
The sun beats to warm the ground, such a lonely day

Love it!

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