Luyện nghe bài hát Ragged Old Flag

I walked a county courthouse square
On a park an old man was sitting there
I said, "Your old courthouse is run down"

He said, "No, do for our little town"
I said, "Your old has leaned a little bit
And that's a Ragged Old you got hanging on it"

He said, "Have a seat," and I sat
"Is the first time you've been to our little town?"
I said, "I think it is" He said, "I like to brag
But we're kinda proud of that Old Flag

You see, we got a little hole in that flag there
Washington took it the Delaware
And it got the night Francis Scott Key
Sat watching it, writing 'Say Can You

And it got a bad rip in New
Packingham and Jackson tuggin' at its seams
And it almost fell at the
Beside the flag, but she waved on though

She got cut with a at Chancellorsville
And she got cut again at Shiloh
There was E. Lee, Beauregard, and Bragg
And the south wind hard on that Ragged Old Flag

On Field in World War I
She got a big hole a Bertha gun
She turned red in World War II
She hung limp and low by the time it was

She was in Korea and
She went she was sent by her Uncle Sam
She waved our ships upon the briny foam
And now about quit waving her back here at home

In her own good land here she's been
She's burned, dishonored, denied, and refused
And the government for she stands
Is throughout the land

And she's getting threadbare and she's wearing
But she's in good shape for the she's in
'Cause she's been through the before
And I believe she can take a whole lot

So we raise her up every morning, we her down every night
We don't let her the ground and we fold her up right
On thought, I do like to brag
'Cause I'm proud of the Ragged Old Flag