| There’s a Star-Spangled Banner waving somewhere
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| In a distant land so many miles away.
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| Only Uncle Sam’s great heroes get to go there
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| Where I wish that I could also live some day.
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| I’d see Lincoln, Custer, Washington and Perry,
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| And Nathan Hale and Colin Kelly, too.
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| There’s a Star-Spangled Banner waving somewhere,
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| Waving o’er the land of heroes brave and true.
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| In this war with its mad schemes of destruction
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| Of our country fair and our sweet liberty,
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| By the mad dictators, leaders of corruption,
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| Can’t the U. S. use a mountain boy like me?
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| God gave me the right to be a free American,
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| And for that precious right I’d gladly die.
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| There’s a Star-Spangled Banner waving somewhere,
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| That is where I want to live when I die.
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| Though I realize I’m crippled, that is true, sir,
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| Please don’t judge my courage by my twisted leg.
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| Let me show my Uncle Sam what I can do, sir,
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| Let me help to bring the Axis down a peg.
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| If I do some great deed I will be a hero,
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| And a hero brave is what I want to be.
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| There’s a Star-Spangled Banner waving somewhere,
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| In that heaven there should be a place for me. |