Karaoké Ragged Old Flag Johnny Cash

I walked through a county courthouse square

On a park bench an old man was sittin' there

I said your old court house is kinda run down

He said naw it'll do for our little town

I said your old flag pole is leaned a little bit

And that's a ragged old flag you got hangin' on it

He said have a seat and I sat down

Is this the first time you've been to our little town?

I said I think it is he said I don't like to brag

But we're kinda proud of that ragged old flag

You see we got a little hole in that flag there

When Washington took it across the Delaware

And it got powder burned the night that Francis Scott Key sat watching it writing say can you see?

And it got a bad rip in New Orleans with Pakenham and Jackson tugging at its seams

And it almost fell at the Alamo beside the Texas flag but she waved on though

She got cut with a sword at Chancellorsville

And she got cut again at Shiloh Hill

There was Robert E. Lee and Beauregard and Bragg

And the south wind blew hard on that ragged old flag

On Flanders Field in World War One

She got a big hole from a Bertha Gun

She turned blood red in World War Two

She hung limp and low a time or two

She was in Korea, Vietnam

She went where she was sent by her Uncle Sam

She waved from our ships upon the briny foam

And now they've about quit wavin' back here at home

In her own good land here she's been abused

She's been burned, dishonored denied an' refused

And the government for which she stands has been scandalized throughout the land

And she's getting thread bare and she's wearin' thin

But she's in good shape for the shape she's in

'Cos she's been through the fire before

And I believe she can take a whole lot more

So we raise her up every morning

We take her down every night

We don't let her touch the ground and we fold her up right

On second thought

I do like to brag

'Cos I'm mighty proud of that ragged old flag