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 flag
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 Ev'ry heart beats true Under red, white and blue Where there's never a boast or brag But should old acquaintance be forgot Keep your eye on the grand old flag
I'm a 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 flag
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 Ev'ry heart beats true Under red, white and blue Where there's never a boast or brag But should old acquaintance be forgot Keep your eye on the grand old flag