Patriotic Songs

Five rousing songs to celebrate American pride.

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Words by Katharine Lee Bates.

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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.

Oh beautiful for pilgrim feet, Whose stern, impassioned stress, A thoroughfare for freedom beat, Across the wilderness. America! America! God mend thine every flaw, Confirm thy soul in self-control, Thy liberty in law.

O beautiful for heroes proved In liberating strife. Who more than self the country loved And mercy more than life! America! America! May God thy gold refine Till all success be nobleness And every gain divine!

O beautiful for patriot dreams That sees beyond the years; Thine alabaster cities gleam, Undimmed by human tears. America! America! God shed his grace on thee, And crown thy good with brotherhood, From sea to shining sea.

Words by Brewster Higley.

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.

How often at night when the heavens are bright With the light from the glittering stars, Have I stood there amazed and asked as I gazed If their glory exceeds that of ours.

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.

Where the air is so pure, the zephyrs so free, The breezes so balmy and light That I would not exchange my home on the range For all of the cities so bright.

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.

Oh, I love those wild flow'rs in this dear land of ours, The curlew, I love to hear scream. And I love the white rocks and the antelope flocks That graze on the mountaintops green.

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.

Words by George M. Cohan.

There's a feeling comes a-stealing and it sets my brain a-reeling When I'm listening 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! 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.

I'm no 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 every 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! 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.

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 Ev'ry Mountain Side Let Freedom Ring.

My Native Country Thee, Land Of The Noble Free, Thy Name I Love; I Love Thy Rocks And Rills, Thy Woods And Templed Hills; My Heart With Rapture Thrills Like That Above.

Let Music Swell The Breeze, And Ring From All The Trees, Sweet Freedom's Song. Let Mortal Tongues Awake; Let All That Breathe Partake; Let Rocks Their Silence Break, The Sound Prolong.

Our Father's God! To Thee, Author Of Liberty, To Thee We Sing; Long May Our Land Be Bright With Freedom's Holy Light; Protect Us By Thy Might, Great God, Our King!

Words by John Philip Sousa.

Let martial note in triumph float And liberty extend its mighty hand A flag appears 'mid thunderous cheers, The banner of the Western land. The emblem of the brave and true Its folds protect no tyrant crew; The red and white and starry blue Is freedom's shield and hope.

Other nations may deem their flags the best And cheer them with fervid elation But the flag of the North and South and West Is the flag of flags, the flag of Freedom's nation.

Hurrah for the flag of the free! May it wave as our standard forever, The gem of the land and the sea, The banner of the right. Let despots remember the day When our fathers with mighty endeavor Proclaimed as they marched to the fray That by their might and by their right It waves forever.

Let eagle shriek from lofty peak The never-ending watchword of our land; Let summer breeze waft through the trees The echo of the chorus grand. Sing out for liberty and light, Sing out for freedom and the right. Sing out for Union and its might, O patriotic sons.

Other nations may deem their flags the best And cheer them with fervid elation, But the flag of the North and South and West Is the flag of flags, the flag of Freedom's nation. Hurrah for the flag of the free.

May it wave as our standard forever The gem of the land and the sea, The banner of the right. Let despots remember the day When our fathers with might endeavor Proclaimed as they marched to the fray, That by their might and by their right It waves forever.

Words by Francis Scott Key.

Oh, 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 thru the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming? And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there. Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?

On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses? Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam, In full glory reflected now shines in the stream: 'Tis the star-spangled banner! Oh long may it wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

And where is that band who so vauntingly swore That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion, A home and a country should leave us no more! Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and slave From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave: And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

Oh! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand Between their loved home and the war's desolation! Blest with victory and peace, may the heav'n rescued land Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation. Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just, And this be our motto: "In God is our trust." And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

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