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Viewing Lyrics for Old Glory:

Artist:C.w. Mccall
No album artwork found
Album:Roses For Mama
Track:Old Glory
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
Rating:not yet rated     
Views:1012
 
Lyrics:(chip davis, bill fries)

She was old, and beautiful, and wise, and she taught the young
boy everything he needed to know. all about the land, and the woods and the rivers, and what had
happened there even before he was
. she taught him what was good and what was bad. and most of
all, the difference between right and wrong.

And so, every morning he stood beside his
desk, with his hand over his heart, and promised to respect her for the rest of his days.


When times were hard, and the grain elevators stood empty against the black midwestern sky, she gave
him praise for a hard day's work, and hope for his father. and she promised there would be be

Days to come.

And he sat by the radio and cried angry tears one gray december day, when
he hear that she'd been betrayed. she was hurt; she needed help. he was only twelve, but he gave her
all he could: scrap
Paper and tin cans and even the rubber tires from his wagon. he followed
her across the sea, on the maps and the newspaper, wishing he was older, old enough to fight
back.

Then after four long, dark years, he heard the church bells ring and the noon
whistle blow long and high. and he was part of one brief moment when all the world paid respect to
her.

And then he was grown up; and suddenly, the world had changed. and there were
questions about her. some thought she was old-fashioned, useless. some thought she was dead. but
then after all, may
Ey hadn't known her as he had.

And now everyone has grown older.
the boy, his children, and she too. he saw her again just the other day: it was one of those bright,
summer mornings and the church bells were ringing again. th
Ds were playing, and even the noon
whistle was blowing, early.

He stood and watched proudly as she passed by. the sunlight
catching the flash of crimson and white, stars blazing in the clear blue sky.

And then
she was gone.

And he looked down through three generations into his grandson's eyes, and
said, "there she goes, son. we used to call her old glory."
 
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