The Torn Flag

歌詞

At midnight in a flaming angry town I saw my flag lying torn upon the ground I ran in and dodged among the crowd And scooped it up and scampered out And then I took that striped old piece of cloth And tried my best to wash the garbage off But I found it had been used for wrapping lies It stank and attracted all the flies While I was working crazy in my task I heard a husky voice that seemed to ask, "Do you think that you could change it just a bit? Betsy Ross did good, but she made some mistakes. Well blue is good, the color of the sky And stars are good for ideals, so high Seven stripes of red to meet all danger But them white stripes: they could use some changing We'll also need some stars of deep, rich brown And some of tan and black, then all around A border of God's green would look good there Maybe slant the stripes, they wouldn't look so square." I woke and said, "What a crazy story. Don't let 'em say I was messin' with Old Glory." But tonight near midnight in another town Again I see my country's flag lying torn upon the ground