Old Glory is the flag we love,
For her our blood was shed,
And sure as there's a God above,
The blue will ne'er be red.

Chorus
Then let us stand by old Red, White and Blue!
To victory she's always led,
Beneath her folds is writ a story true;
We'll never change the Blue and White to red.

And those who bear her colors bright,
Till ev'ry foe has fled,
On their fair names we'll cast no blight,
Nor change the white to red.