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 is kinda 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 this the first you've been to our little town?"
I said, "I it is" He said, "I don't like to brag
But we're kinda of that Ragged Old Flag

You see, we got a little hole in that flag when
Washington took it across the
And it got powder-burned the Francis Scott Key
Sat watching it, 'Say Can You See'

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

She got cut a sword 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 Flanders Field in War I
She got a big hole a Bertha gun
She turned blood red in War II
She limp and low by the time it was through

She was in Korea and
She went where she was by her Uncle Sam
She from our ships upon the briny foam
And now they've about quit waving her here at home

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

And she's getting threadbare and she's thin
But she's in good shape for the she's in
'Cause she's through the fire before
And I she can take a whole lot more

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