I FLY THIS FLAG FOR YOU

I heard some guys bothering my neighbor….

Why do you fly your flag half staff

He looked them in the eyes and he answered

Boys, you’re not the first ones to ask

Some Lady told him he should get a fine

For displaying Old Glory that way

Said he must not be right in the head

To always fly the flag while half raised

A little boy said mister don’t you know

We only do that sometimes at school

You going to get into trouble

What you’re doing isn’t cool

The old man said…

~~~*1st Chorus*~~~

Every morning I get up

While the sun is rising so does she

I take her to the top for the soldiers

Every man that fought and died for me

I bring her down to make room

For a flag you people cannot see

I’ll do this until I am unable

Or restrained by some authority

Every day a hero dies

The flag of death I will let fly

I have old glory holding it up high

For the heroes who have died

I say my thank you every time

I lower her each night

Bow my head in respect

For the passing of a life

My motives pure 

As the brave

My heart as deeply true

Hear me fallen heroes 

I fly this flag for you

~~*~~

One morning leaving home I noticed 

That the old man’s  flagpole was bare

I knew no one ever stopped to visit

Decided I should be the one to care

He died getting ready to raise Her

Still had Old Glory in his arms

In a frame was a young version of him

In a uniform leaning on a car

I draped the flag over his body

Waiting for the ambulance to come

Stared through my tears at all his pictures

Goodbye letters beside every one

His home was a memorial to heroes

Every inch of wall a soul passed on

There were some shots of him with his buddies

Notes to his friends he’d lost in Vietnam

~~~*2nd Chorus*~~~

I remembered his words

Spoken outside

Bowed my head 

For the passing of his life

My motives pure 

As the brave

My heart as deeply true

Hear me fallen hero

I will fly your flag for you

~~*~~

They handed me his flag when they took him

I called work about the morning that I’d had

Everyone showed up within the hour

To mourn a Hero while I raised his flag

~~~*Final Chorus*~~

Our motives pure 

As the brave

Our hearts as deeply true

Hear us fallen heroes

We fly this flag for you

~~*~~

Teresa Lynn Johnson
Wrdspnr@aol.com
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