Hats off!
Along the street there comes
A blare of bugles, a ruffle of drums,
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Hats off!
Along the street there comes
A blare of bugles, a ruffle of drums,
A flash of color beneath the sky:
Hats off!
The flag is passing by.

Oh, say can you see by the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hailed as the twilight's last read more

Oh, say can you see by the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hailed as the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars thru the perilous fight
O'er the ramplarts we watched were so gallantly streaming?
And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?

This is the song of the wind as it came,
Tossing the flags of the Nations to flame.

This is the song of the wind as it came,
Tossing the flags of the Nations to flame.

England! Whence came each glowing hue
That hints your flag of meteor light,--
The streaming red, the read more

England! Whence came each glowing hue
That hints your flag of meteor light,--
The streaming red, the deeper blue,
Crossed with the moonbeams' pearly white?
The blood, the bruise--the blue, the red--
Let Asia's groaning millions speak;
The white it tells of colour fled
From starving Erin's pallid cheek.

United States, your banner wears
Two emblems--one of fame;
Alas! the other that it bears
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United States, your banner wears
Two emblems--one of fame;
Alas! the other that it bears
Reminds us of your shame.
Your banner's constellation types
White freedom with its stars,
But what's the meaning of the stripes?
They mean your negroes' scars.

A moth-eaten rag on a worm-eaten pole,
It does not look likely to stir a man's soul.
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A moth-eaten rag on a worm-eaten pole,
It does not look likely to stir a man's soul.
'Tis the deeds that were done 'neath the moth-eaten rag,
When the pole was a staff, and the rag was a flag.

Your flag and my flag,
And how it flies today
In your land and my land
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Your flag and my flag,
And how it flies today
In your land and my land
And half a world away!
Rose-red and blood-red
The stripes forever gleam;
Snow-white and soul-white--
The good forefathers' dream;
Sky-blue and true-blue, with stars to gleam aright--
The gloried guidon of the day, a shelter through the night.

Flag of the free heart's hope and home!
By angel hands to valour given,
Thy stars have read more

Flag of the free heart's hope and home!
By angel hands to valour given,
Thy stars have lit the welkin dome;
And all thy hues were born in heaven.

Oh! say can you see by the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last read more

Oh! say can you see by the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming,
Whose stripes and bright stars, thro' the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watch'd, were so gallantly streaming;
And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof thro' the night that our flag was still there!
Oh! say, does that star spangled banner yet wave,
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!