The old flag is a--doin' her very level best, <br />She's a rainbow roun' the country from the rosy east to the west; <br />An' the eagle's in the elements with sunshine on his breast, <br />An' we're marchin' with the country in the mornin'! <br /> <br />We're marchin' to the music that is ringin' far and nigh; <br />You can hear the hallelujahs as the regiments go by; <br />We'll live for this old country, or for freedom's cause we'll die-- <br />We're marchin' with the country in the mornin'!<br /><br />Frank Lebby Stanton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/we-re-marchin-with-the-country/
