A Single Southern Guy In America

July 04, 2003

That Ragged Old Flag

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I don't like to brag, But we're kinda proud of that Ragged Old Flag

In this little town, we have an All Star Babe Ruth baseball tournament this weekend, fireworks at the lake, and little town square with a flagpole. Whenever I hear this song, I picture it here. The lyrics are below and

On second thought I DO like to brag, Cause I'm mighty proud of that Ragged Old Flag.

I walked through a county courthouse square,
On a park bench an old man was sitting there.
I said, "Your old courthouse is kinda rundown,"
He said, "Naw, it'll do for our little town."
I said, "Your old flagpole has leaned a little bit,
And that's a Ragged Old Flag you got hanging 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 Francis Scott Key
Sat watching it writing "Oh Say Can You See".
And it got a bad rip in New Orleans
With Packingham and Jackson tuggin' at it's 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, Beauregard, and Bragg,
And the south wind blew hard on that Ragged Old Flag."
*
"On Flanders Field in World War I
She got a big hole from a Bertha Gun.
She turned blood red in World War II
She hung limp and low a time or two.
She was in Korea and 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 waving her back here at home.
In her own good land here she's been abused...
She's been burned, dishonored, denied and refused."
*
"And the government for which she stands
is scandalized throughout the land.
And she's getting threadbare and wearing thin,
But she's in good shape for the shape she's in.
'Cause she's been through the fire before
and I believe she can take a whole lot more."
*
"So we raise her up every morning,
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,
Cause I'm mighty proud of that Ragged Old Flag."

Posted by Adam H at July 4, 2003 01:41 PM ~ Link Cosmos | Trackbacks (0)
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Great site, may I add you to my favorite links? It's great to meet a fellow southerner from the same state!

Posted by: Brenda at July 4, 2003 03:46 PM

Oh crap! Is that Johnny Cash? If not, it sure looks like him and I already have dreams about Johnny Cash all the time for reasons I'd rather not explore.

*erases that image from my brain*

And congrats for dumping blogspot!

Posted by: trish at July 4, 2003 07:33 PM
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