Old Glory

Anyone who's ever stood with a friend
Unwilling to bend from the pressure,
Anyone who's ever covered their ears
To escape all the jeers of the rabble,
Come along with me,
We'll fold the stars and stripes
Beside the Golden door.

Anyone who's ever talked out of turn
Wanting to learn 'bout a soldier,
Anyone who's ever stared at the sky
while preparing to fly for their country,
Come along with me,
We'll fold the stars and stripes
Beside the Golden door.

Old Glory,
American flag,
I fought for you.
Please tell me where you hid the key.

Old Glory,
American flag,
I'm homeless now,
Down by the feet of liberty.

Anyone who's ever hit the concrete
Surviving the heat from the hatred,
Anyone who's ever sung to the moon
Knowing that it's too soon for a union,
Come along with me,
We'll fold the stars and stripes
Beside the Golden door,
Outside the Golden door,
Denied the Golden door.

Lyrics © 2005 by Byron Au Yong