| Wake me up red white blue reveille
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| Raise me from this night
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| Say five words that lift me from my knees
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| Forward to the good fight
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| Rise up all you golden slumbering
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| With the call to arms
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| Will your children wake up wondering
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| How we came to harm
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| Will this big star spangled sky’s past victories
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| Shield us from the fight
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| And the distant sounds of foreign enemies
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| Marching in the moonlight
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| From the mountains to the fertile plains
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| With the pulse of lightning in our veins
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| Hallelujah strike the band in hopes
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| We will survive this shipwreck
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| Call all hands on deck
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| No one comes to steal our families
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| Not here on our watch
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| Knowing that the dawn of liberty
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| Wasn’t gates and locks
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| But with shouts of freedom call the cavalry
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| Ringing through the halls
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| While the purple mountains in their majesty
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| Steel us so we won’t fall
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| From the mountains to the fertile plains
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| With the pulse of lightning in our veins
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| Hallelujah strike the band in hopes
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| We will survive this shipwreck
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| Call all hands on deck
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| I see my father’s spirit in my eyes
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| I pray I won’t run from the battlecry
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| Hail and thunder danger comes with lies
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| Torn asunder in the bursting skies
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| Hallelujah strike the band with cries
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| We will survive this shipwreck
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| Sing all hands on deck |