Misc Originals – Alana Brezenski - Old Glory (Guitar)

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Oh once I had the privilege of seeing her fly high

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Broad stripes and bright stars twinkling in the sky

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I never thought I’d see the day they’d take Old Glory down

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Or people would give up their vote to reinstate the crown

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It started with a statue of some obscure old man

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They said that he was evil for coming to this land

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If we’d erase his memory our sins we could cleanse

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But they looked to the next statue through their twisted lens

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Now the heroes of our nation their names we cannot say

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Free speech is forbidden, we can no longer pray

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The books are all re-written for the modern day

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And if we dare remember they’ll lock us away.

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Oh once I had the privilege of seeing her fly high

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Broad stripes and bright stars twinkling in the sky

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I never thought I’d see the day they’d take Old Glory down

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Or people would give up their vote to reinstate the crown

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I never knew how fragile our freedoms could be

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How did we all go blind  …..when we could once see

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The patriots that came before us …must be rolling in their graves

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Looking down upon us ….to see the mess we’ve made