By Cheyenne Stormer
There is a thrill I feel each time My flag waves in the sky. I feel this thrill most every day And here's the reason why.
Old Glory's been in every land; She's sailed across the seas. She's found in every history book. She flies on every breeze.
She flies in peace, she flies in war. She's raised by many hands. She stands for freedom everywhere, Brings cheer to many lands.