My Name is Old Glory, Long May I Wave, Dear God In Heaven, Long May I Wave

I am the flag of the United States of America.   My name is Old Glory.  I fly atop the world's tallest buildings.  I stand watch in America's halls of justice.  I fly majestically over institutions of learning.  I stand guard with power in the world.  

I stand for peace, honor, truth and justice.  I stand for freedom.  I am confident.    I am proud.

When I am flown with my fellow banners, my head is a little higher, my colors a little truer.

I bow to no one!  I am recognized all over the world.   I am saluted.  I am loved.  I am revered.  I am respected  and I am feared.

I have fought in every battle of every war for more then 200 years.  I was flown at Valley Forge, Gettysburg,  Shiloh and Appamatox.  I was there at San Juan Hill,  The trenches of France,  in the Argonne Forest; Anzio, Rome and the beaches of Normandy, Guam.  Okinawa, Korea and KheSan, Saigon, Vietnam knows me,  I was there.  I led my troops,  I was dirty, battleworn and tired, but my soldiers cheered me and I was proud.  I have been burned, torn and trampled on the streets of countries I have helped set free.  It does not hurt, for I am invincible.

I have been soiled upon, burned, torn and trampled on the streets of my country.  And when it's by those whom I've served in battle - it hurts.  But I shall overcome - for I am strong.

I have slipped the bonds of Earth and stood watch over the uncharted frontiers of space from my vantage point on the moon.
I have borne silent witness to all of America's finest hours.  But my finest hours are yet to come.

When I am torn into strips and used as bandages for my wounded comrades on the battlefield, when I am flown at half-mast to honor my soldier, or when I lie in the trembling arms of a grieving parent at the grave of their fallen son or daughter, I am proud...

MY NAME IS OLD GLORY  -   LONG MAY I WAVE.  -  DEAR GOD IN  HEAVEN,  LONG MAY I WAVE...