Flags Of Freedom

Today’s the day our younger son is going off to war                                fightin’ in the age old battle we’ve sometimes won before.                              Flags that line old Main Street are blowin’ in the wind                        these must be the flags of freedom flyin’.                 Church bells are ringin’ as the families stand and wave                            some of them are cryin’ ?cause the soldiers look so brave.                            Lookin’ straight ahead like they know just where they’re goin’                              past the flags of freedom flyin’.                       Sister has her headphones on she hears the music blasting                            she sees her brother marchin’ by their bond is everlasting.                         Listening to Bob Dylan singin’ in 1963                     watching the flags of freedom flyin’.              She sees the president speakin’ on a flat-screen TV                              in the window of the old appliance store.                            She turns to see her brother again but he’s already walkin’ past                                 the flags of freedom flyin’.                  Have you seen the flags of freedom?     What color are they now?             Do you think that you believe in yours     more than they do theirs somehow                     when you see the flags of freedom flyin’?                              Today’s the day our younger son is going off to war                           fightin’ in the age old battle we’ve sometimes won before.                              Flags that line old Main Street are blowin’ in the wind                        these must be the flags of freedom flyin’.