I want to remember Washington
and Lee and Jackson and Grant.
I want to have an American flag
Let us all go back to the days of yore.
and once more make America
Let there be a flag flying
to help our country grow.
It's just quite a nation,
of a wondrous population,
It's your land and my land,
and that's just why I sing.
You're like a sweetheart of mine
Is touching each boundary line
You're like a little baby
Climbing its mother's knees
gather everyone around that phonograph
I want every American to sing now
Let's go, one, two, three
You're like a sweetheart of mine
It's clutching his family line
You're like a little baby
Climbing his mother's knees
And there's a hundred million lovers like me