| When the Yanks raised
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| The Stars and Stripes on Iwo Jima Isle
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| Thru' the blood and tears they won thru'
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| Bless the heart of each Yankee
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| There on Iwo Jima Isle
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| Resting 'neath a blanket of blue
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| High on the hill Suribachi flies
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| Old Glory and she always will
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| When the Yanks raised
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| The Stars and Stripes on Iwo Jima Isle
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| There were tears in their hearts
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| Tho' they smiled
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| When the Yanks raised
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| The Stars and Stripes on Iwo Jima Isle
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| Ev’ry heart could sing once again
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| And the sight of Old Glory over Iwo Jima Isle
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| Swelled the hearts of our fighting men
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| Long will it wave o’er the hilltop
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| As a symbol of heroes who died
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| When the Yanks raised
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| The Stars and Stripes on Iwo Jim Isle
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| Each American heart filled with pride |