THE FLAG.
James Riley. L. V. H. Crosby.
(Air: Dearest Mae.)
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1. That o - cean-guarded flag of light, for - ev - er may it fly! It
2. Timbers have crash'd and guns have peal'd be - neath its ar- dent glow; But
3. Its stripes of red, e - ter - nal dyed with heart-streams of all lands; Its
flashed o'er Monmouth's bloody fight, and lit Mc - Hen-ry's sky; It
nev - er did that en - sign yield its hon - or to the foe; Its
white, the snow-capped hills that hide in storm their up-raised hands; Its
bears up - on its folds of flame to earth's re-mot-est wave The
fame shall march with mar - tial tread down a - ges yet to be To
blue, the o - cean waves that beat round freedom's cir - cled shore; Its
names of men whose deeds of fame shall e'er in - spire the brave,
guard those stars that nev - er paled in fight on land or sea.
stars, the prints of an - gels' feet, that shine for-ev - er more.
Chorus.
For - ev - er may it fly! For - ev - er may it fly! That
o - cean-guarded flag of light, For - ev - er may it fly !
