Favorite Patriotic Song?

[Gary Phaserman 0]

So, what's your favorite Patriotic song? With Canada Day being today, and Independance Day being Monday, I figured this would be a good question to pose. I am not picky if it's American or Canadian, since both are celebrating national holidays this weekend.

 

Mine is definately Billy Ray Cyrus' "Some Gave All"

 

 

By the way, the radio station in my area is doing the top 5 Patriotic Songs in Chicagoland. Here's what they are...

 

5. Billy Ray Cyrus "Some Gave All"

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I knew a man called him Sandy Kane

Few folks even knew his name

But a hero was he

Left a boy, came back a man

Still many just don't understand

About the reasons we are free

 

I can't forget the look in his eyes

Or the tears he cries

As he said these words to me

 

All gave some and some gave all

And some stood through for the red, white and blue

And some had to fall

And if you ever think of me

Think of all your liberties and recall

Some gave all

 

Now Sandy Kane is no longer here

But his words are oh so clear

As they echo through out our land

For all his friends who gave us all

Who stood the ground and took the fall

To help their fellow man

 

Love your country and live with pride

And don't forget those who died America can't you see

 

All gave some and some gave all

And some stood through for the red, white and blue

And some had to fall

And if you ever think of me

Think of all your liberties and recall

Some gave all

 

And if you ever think of me

Think of all your liberties and recall, yes recall

Some gave all

 

Some gave all

4. Lee Greenwoord "God Bless the USA"

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If tomorrow all the things were gone I'd worked for all my life

And I had to start again with just my children and my wife

I'd thank my lucky stars to be livin' here today

Cause the flag still stands for freedom

And they can't take that away

 

And I'm proud to be an American

Where at least I know I'm free

And I won't forget the men who died

Who gave that right to me

And I'd gladly stand up next to you

And defend her still today.

Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land

God bless the USA.

 

 

From the lakes of Minnesota to the hills of Tennessee

Across the plains of Texas, from sea to shining sea

From Detroit down to Houston, and New York to LA

Well there's pride in every American heart

And its time we stand and say:

 

 

That I'm proud to be an American

Where at least I know I'm free

And I won't forget the men who died

Who gave that right to me

And I'd gladly stand up next to you

And defend her still today.

Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land

God bless the USA.

3. John Micheal Montgomery "Letters from Home"

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My Dear Son, it is almost June,

I hope this letter catches up to you, and finds you well.

Its been dry but they're calling for rain,

And everything's the same ol' same in Johnsonville.

Your stubborn 'ol Daddy ain't said too much,

But I'm sure you know he sends his love,

And she goes on,

In a letter from home.

 

I hold it up and show my buddies,

Like we ain't scared and our boots ain't muddy, and they all laugh,

Like there's something funny bout' the way I talk,

When I say: "Mama sends her best y'all."

I fold it up an' put it in my shirt,

Pick up my gun an' get back to work.

An' it keeps me driving me on,

Waiting on letters from home.

 

My Dearest Love, its almost dawn.

I've been lying here all night long wondering where you might be.

I saw your Mama and I showed her the ring.

Man on the television said something so I couldn't sleep.

But I'll be all right, I'm just missing you.

An' this is me kissing you:

XX's and OO's,

In a letter from home.

 

I hold it up and show my buddies,

Like we ain't scared and our boots ain't muddy, and they all laugh,

'Cause she calls me "Honey", but they take it hard,

'Cause I don't read the good parts.

I fold it up an' put it in my shirt,

Pick up my gun an' get back to work.

An' it keeps me driving me on,

Waiting on letters from home.

 

Dear Son, I know I ain't written,

But sittin' here tonight, alone in the kitchen, it occurs to me,

I might not have said, so I'll say it now:

Son, you make me proud.

 

I hold it up and show my buddies,

Like we ain't scared and our boots ain't muddy, but no one laughs,

'Cause there ain't nothing funny when a soldier cries.

An' I just wipe me eyes.

I fold it up an' put it in my shirt,

Pick up my gun an' get back to work.

An' it keeps me driving me on,

Waiting on letters from home.

2. Trace Adkins "Arlington"

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I never thought that this is where i'd settle down,

I thought i'd die an old man back in my hometown,

They gave me this plot of land, me and some other men, for a job well done,

there's a big white house sits on a hill just up the road,

the man inside he cried the day they brought me home,

they folded up a flag and told my mom and dad, we're proud of your son

 

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And I'm proud to be on this peaceful peice of property,

I'm on sacred ground and i'm in the best of company,

I'm thankful for those things i've done,

I can rest in peice, I'm one of the chosen ones, I made it to Arlington

 

I remember daddy brought me here when i was eight,

we searched all day to find out where my granddad lay,

and when we finally found that cross,

he said, "son this is what it cost to keep us free" Now here i am,

a thousand stones away from him,

he reconized me on the first day i came in,

and it gave me a chill when he clicked his heels, and saluted me.

 

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and everytime i hear twenty-one guns,

i know they brought another hero home to is

 

we're thankful for those thankful for the things we've done,

we can rest in peace, 'cause we are the chosen ones,

we made it to arlington, yea dust to dust,

don't cry for us,w e made it to arlington

1. Toby Keith "Courtesy of the Red White and Blue"

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American girls and American guys, will always stand up and salute.

We'll always recognize, when we see ol' glory flying,

There's a lot of men dead,

So we can sleep in peace at night when we lay down our heads.

My daddy served in the army where he lost his right eye,

But he flew a flag out in our yard 'til the day that he died.

He wanted my mother, my brother, my sister and me.

To grow up and live happy in the land of the free.

 

Now this nation that I love is fallin' under attack.

A mighty sucker-punch came flying in from somewhere in the back.

Soon as we could see clearly through our big black eye,

Man, we lit up your world like the fourth of July.

 

Hey, Uncle Sam put your name at the top of his list,

And the Statue of Liberty started shaking her fist.

And the eagle will fly and it's gonna be hell,

When you hear Mother Freedom start ringing her bell.

And it'll feel like the whole wide world is raining down on you.

Ah, brought to you, courtesy of the red, white and blue.

 

Instrumental break.

 

Oh, justice will be served and the battle will rage:

This big dog will fight when you rattle his cage.

An' you'll be sorry that you messed with the U.S. of A.

'Cos we'll put a boot in your *buttocks*, it's the American way.

 

Hey, Uncle Sam put your name at the top of his list,

And the Statue of Liberty started shaking her fist.

And the eagle will fly and it's gonna be hell,

When you hear Mother Freedom start ringing her bell.

And it'll feel like the whole wide world is raining down on you.

Ah, brought to you, courtesy of the red, white and blue.

 

Oh, oh.

Of the red, white and blue.

Oh, hey, oh.

Of my Red, White and Blue.

[Ace 0]

I'll have to give it some more thought, but the first ones that come to mind for me are "America The Beautiful", "God Bless America", "The Star-Spangled Banner", and "Letters From War" by Mark Schultz.

 

"Letters From War"

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She walked to the mailbox

On that bright summers day

Found a letter from her son

In a war far away

 

He spoke of the weather

And good friends that he'd made

Said I'd been thinking 'bout dad

And the life that he had

That's why I'm here today

And then at the end he said

You are what I'm fighting for

It was the first of the letters from war

 

She started writing

You're good and you're brave

What a father that you'll be someday

make it home

make it safe

 

She wrote every night as she prayed

 

Late in December

A day she'll not forget

Oh her tears stained the paper

With every word that she read

 

It said "I was up on a hill

I was out there alone

When the shots all rang out

And bombs were exploding

And that's when I saw him

He came back for me

And though he was captured

A man set me free

And that man was your son

He asked me to write to you

I told him I would, oh I swore"

It was the last of the letters from war

 

And she prayed he was living

Kept on believing

And wrote every night just to say

 

You are good

And you're brave

what a father that you'll be someday

Make it home

Make it safe

Still she kept writing each day

 

Then two years later

Autumn leaves all around

A car pulled in the driveway

And she fell to the ground

And out stepped a captain

Where her boy used to stand

 

He said "mom I'm following orders

From all of your letters

And I've come home again",

He ran into hold her

And dropped all his bags on the floor

Holding all of her letters from war

 

Bring him home

Bring him home

Bring him home

[Madame Butterfly 0]

that's a hard one. :P

 

I love "America", it's such a beautiful song.

 

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O beautiful for spacious skies,

For amber waves of grain,

For purple mountain majesties

Above the fruited plain!

America! America!

God shed his grace on thee

And crown thy good with brotherhood

From sea to shining sea!

 

O beautiful for pilgrim feet

Whose stern, impassioned stress

A thoroughfare for freedom beat

Across the wilderness!

America! America!

God mend thine every flaw,

Confirm thy soul in self-control,

Thy liberty in law!

 

O beautiful for heroes proved In liberating strife.

Who more than self the country loved

And mercy more than life!

America! America!

May God thy gold refine

Till all success be nobleness

And every gain divine!

 

O beautiful for patriot dream

That sees beyond the years

Thine alabaster cities gleam

Undimmed by human tears!

America! America!

God shed his grace on thee

And crown thy good with brotherhood

From sea to shining sea!

 

O beautiful for halcyon skies,

For amber waves of grain,

For purple mountain majesties

Above the enameled plain!

America! America!

God shed his grace on thee

Till souls wax fair as earth and air

And music-hearted sea!

 

O beautiful for pilgrims feet,

Whose stern impassioned stress

A thoroughfare for freedom beat

Across the wilderness!

America ! America !

God shed his grace on thee

Till paths be wrought through

wilds of thought

By pilgrim foot and knee!

 

O beautiful for glory-tale

Of liberating strife

When once and twice,

for man's avail

Men lavished precious life !

America! America!

God shed his grace on thee

Till selfish gain no longer stain

The banner of the free!

 

O beautiful for patriot dream

That sees beyond the years

Thine alabaster cities gleam

Undimmed by human tears!

America! America!

God shed his grace on thee

Till nobler men keep once again

Thy whiter jubilee!

 

 

I also love "Battle Hymn of the Republic" and "God Bless America"

 

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Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;

He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;

He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword;

His truth is marching on.

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on.

 

I have seen Him in the watch fires of a hundred circling camps

They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;

I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps;

His day is marching on.

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His day is marching on.

 

I have read a fiery Gospel writ in burnished rows of steel;

“As ye deal with My contemners, so with you My grace shall deal”;

Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with His heel,

Since God is marching on.

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Since God is marching on.

 

He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;

He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat;

Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet;

Our God is marching on.

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on.

 

In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,

With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me:

As He died to make men holy, let us live to make men free;

[originally …let us die to make men free]

While God is marching on.

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! While God is marching on.

 

He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave,

He is wisdom to the mighty, He is honor to the brave;

So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of wrong His slave,

Our God is marching on.

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on.

 

 

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God bless America, land that I love

Stand beside her and guide her

Through the night with the light from above

From the mountains To the prairies,

To the ocean white with foam

God bless America, My home sweet home.

 

And I often find myself singing "this land is your land" when I'm painting. I don't know why, but it makes me happy. :P

 

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Chorus:

This land is your land, this land is my land

From California, to the New York Island

From the redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters

This land was made for you and me

 

As I was walking a ribbon of highway

I saw above me an endless skyway

I saw below me a golden valley

This land was made for you and me

 

Chorus

 

I've roamed and rambled and I've followed my footsteps

To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts

And all around me a voice was sounding

This land was made for you and me

 

Chorus

 

The sun comes shining as I was strolling

The wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling

The fog was lifting a voice come chanting

This land was made for you and me

 

Chorus

 

As I was walkin' - I saw a sign there

And that sign said - no tress passin'

But on the other side .... it didn't say nothin!

Now that side was made for you and me!

 

Chorus

 

In the squares of the city - In the shadow of the steeple

Near the relief office - I see my people

And some are grumblin' and some are wonderin'

If this land's still made for you and me.

[trekz 7]

that's a hard one. :P

 

I love "America", it's such a beautiful song.

 

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O beautiful for spacious skies,

For amber waves of grain,

For purple mountain majesties

Above the fruited plain!

America! America!

God shed his grace on thee

And crown thy good with brotherhood

From sea to shining sea!

 

O beautiful for pilgrim feet

Whose stern, impassioned stress

A thoroughfare for freedom beat

Across the wilderness!

America! America!

God mend thine every flaw,

Confirm thy soul in self-control,

Thy liberty in law!

 

O beautiful for heroes proved In liberating strife.

Who more than self the country loved

And mercy more than life!

America! America!

May God thy gold refine

Till all success be nobleness

And every gain divine!

 

O beautiful for patriot dream

That sees beyond the years

Thine alabaster cities gleam

Undimmed by human tears!

America! America!

God shed his grace on thee

And crown thy good with brotherhood

From sea to shining sea!

 

O beautiful for halcyon skies,

For amber waves of grain,

For purple mountain majesties

Above the enameled plain!

America! America!

God shed his grace on thee

Till souls wax fair as earth and air

And music-hearted sea!

 

O beautiful for pilgrims feet,

Whose stern impassioned stress

A thoroughfare for freedom beat

Across the wilderness!

America ! America !

God shed his grace on thee

Till paths be wrought through

wilds of thought

By pilgrim foot and knee!

 

O beautiful for glory-tale

Of liberating strife

When once and twice,

for man's avail

Men lavished precious life !

America! America!

God shed his grace on thee

Till selfish gain no longer stain

The banner of the free!

 

O beautiful for patriot dream

That sees beyond the years

Thine alabaster cities gleam

Undimmed by human tears!

America! America!

God shed his grace on thee

Till nobler men keep once again

Thy whiter jubilee!

 

 

I also love "Battle Hymn of the Republic" and "God Bless America"

 

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Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;

He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;

He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword;

His truth is marching on.

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on.

 

I have seen Him in the watch fires of a hundred circling camps

They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;

I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps;

His day is marching on.

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His day is marching on.

 

I have read a fiery Gospel writ in burnished rows of steel;

“As ye deal with My contemners, so with you My grace shall deal”;

Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with His heel,

Since God is marching on.

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Since God is marching on.

 

He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;

He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat;

Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet;

Our God is marching on.

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on.

 

In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,

With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me:

As He died to make men holy, let us live to make men free;

[originally …let us die to make men free]

While God is marching on.

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! While God is marching on.

 

He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave,

He is wisdom to the mighty, He is honor to the brave;

So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of wrong His slave,

Our God is marching on.

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on.

 

 

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God bless America, land that I love

Stand beside her and guide her

Through the night with the light from above

From the mountains To the prairies,

To the ocean white with foam

God bless America, My home sweet home.

 

And I often find myself singing "this land is your land" when I'm painting. I don't know why, but it makes me happy. :P

 

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Chorus:

This land is your land, this land is my land

From California, to the New York Island

From the redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters

This land was made for you and me

 

As I was walking a ribbon of highway

I saw above me an endless skyway

I saw below me a golden valley

This land was made for you and me

 

Chorus

 

I've roamed and rambled and I've followed my footsteps

To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts

And all around me a voice was sounding

This land was made for you and me

 

Chorus

 

The sun comes shining as I was strolling

The wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling

The fog was lifting a voice come chanting

This land was made for you and me

 

Chorus

 

As I was walkin'  -  I saw a sign there

And that sign said - no tress passin'

But on the other side  .... it didn't say nothin!

Now that side was made for you and me!

 

Chorus

 

In the squares of the city - In the shadow of the steeple

Near the relief office - I see my people

And some are grumblin' and some are wonderin'

If this land's still made for you and me.

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Wow, MB those are exactly the four songs I was thinking of! (Ponders phychic abilities, or are mine more psycho?)

The version of God Bless America I always think of is by the late, great Kate Smith

[LordOfTheBorg 1]

I've been everywhere man- J.C.

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I was totin' my pack along the long dusty Winnamucka road

When along came a semi with a high canvas covered load

If your goin' to Winnamucka, Mack, with me you can ride

And so I climbed into the cab and then I settled down inside

He asked me if I'd seen a road with so much dust and sand

And I said, 'Listen! I've traveled every road in this here land'

 

I've been everywhere, man

I've been everywhere, man

Crossed the deserts bare, man

I've breathed the mountain air, man

Travel...I've had my share, man

I've been everywhere

I've been to

Reno

Chicago

Fargo

Minnesota

Buffalo

Toronto

Winslow

Sarasota

Wichita

Tulsa

Ottawa

Oklahoma

Tampa

Panama

Mattua

La Paloma

Bangor

Baltimore

Salvador

Amarillo

Tocapillo

Pocotello

Amperdello

I'm a killer

 

I've been everywhere, man

I've been everywhere, man

Crossed the deserts bare, man

I've breathed the mountain air, man

Travel...I've had my share, man

I've been everywhere

I've been to:

Boston

Charleston

Dayton

Lousiana

Washington

Houston

Kingston

Texas County

Monterey

Fairaday

Santa Fe

Tollaperson

Glen Rock

Black Rock

Little Rock

Oskaloussa

Tennessee

Tinnesay

Chickapee

Spirit Lake

Grand Lake

Devil's Lake

Crater Lake

For Pete's sake

 

I've been everywhere, man

I've been everywhere, man

Crossed the deserts bare, man

I've breathed the mountain air, man

Travel...I've had my share, man

I've been everywhere

I've been to

Louisville

Nashville

Knoxville

Omerback

Shereville

Jacksonville

Waterville

Costa Rock

Richfield

Springfield

Bakersfield

Shreveport

Hackensack

Cadallac

Fond du Lac

Davenport

Idaho

Jellico

Argentina

Diamondtina

Pasadena

Catalina

See what I mean

 

I've been everywhere, man

I've been everywhere, man

Crossed the deserts bare, man

I've breathed the mountain air, man

Travel...I've had my share, man

I've been everywhere

I've been to

Pittsburgh

Parkersburg

Gravelburg

Colorado

Ellisburg

Rexburg

Vicksburg

El Dorado

Larimore

Adimore

Habastock

Chadanocka

Shasta

Nebraska

Alaska

Opalacka

Baraboo

Waterloo

Kalamazoo

Kansas City

Sioux City

Cedar City

Dodge City

What a pity

 

I've been everywhere, man

I've been everywhere, man

Crossed the deserts bare, man

I've breathed the mountain air, man

Travel...I've had my share, man

I've been everywhere

 

'O' Canada

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English:

 

O Canada!

Our home and native land!

True patriot love in all thy sons command.

With glowing hearts we see thee rise,

The True North strong and free!

From far and wide, O Canada,

We stand on guard for thee.

God keep our land glorious and free!

O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.

O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.

 

Français:

 

Ô Canada!

Terre de nos aïeux,

Ton front est ceint de fleurons glorieux!

Car ton bras sait porter l'épée,

Il sait porter la croix!

Ton histoire est une épopée

Des plus brillants exploits.

Et ta valeur, de foi trempée,

Protégera nos foyers et nos droits,

Protégera nos foyers et nos droits.

[Stephen of Borg 2]

I love playing Yankee Doodle Dandy and Grand Ole flag on the piano, they are very fun to play. But my favorites besides those would be "America the Beautiful", "Proud to be an American" and "Living in America" by James Brown

[Odie 0]

Here is Yankee Doodle . One of my favorites as well

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Yankee Doodle went to town

A-riding on a pony

Stuck a feather in his hat

And called it macaroni.

 

Yankee Doodle, keep it up

Yankee Doodle dandy

Mind the music and the step

And with the girls be handy.

 

Father and I went down to camp

Along with Captain Gooding

And there we saw the men and boys

As thick as hasty pudding.

 

Yankee Doodle, keep it up

Yankee Doodle dandy

Mind the music and the step

And with the girls be handy

 

There was Captain Washington

Upon a slapping stallion

A-giving orders to his men

I guess there was a million.

 

Yankee Doodle, keep it up

Yankee Doodle dandy

Mind the music and the step

And with the girls be handy.

 

The Navy Hymn :P

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Eternal Father, strong to save,

Whose arm hath bound the restless wave,

Who bidd'st the mighty ocean deep,

Its own appointed limits keep.

 

Oh hear us when we cry to Thee,

For those in peril on the sea! Amen.

 

Eternal Father, lend Thy grace To

those with wings who fly thro' space,

Thro wind and storm, thro' sun and rain,

Oh bring them safely home again.

 

Oh Father, hear an humble prayer,

For those in peril in the air! Amen.

 

Oh Trinity of love and pow'r,

Our brethren shield in danger's hour,

From rock and tempest, fire and foe,

Protect them where so e'er they go.

 

Thus evermore shall rise to Thee

Glad hymns of praise from land and sea! Amen

 

You're A Grand 'Ole Flag

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You're a grand old flag,

You're a high flying flag,

And forever in peace may you wave.

You're the emblem of the land I love,

The home of the free and the brave.

Ev'ry heart beats true

'Neath the Red, White and Blue.

Where there's never a boast or a brag.

But should auld acquaintance be forgot,

Keep your eyes on the grand old flag!

 

There's a feeling comes a-stealing,

And it sets my brain a-reeling,

When I'm listening to the music of a military band.

Any tune like "Yankee Doodle"

Simply sets me off my noodle,

It's that patriotic something that no one can understand.

 

"Way down South, in the land of cotton",

Melody untiring,

Ain't that inspiring?

Hurrah! Hurrah! We'll join the Jubilee!

And that's going some,

For the Yankees, by gum!

Red, white and blue, I am for you!

Honest, you're a grand old flag!

 

You're a Grand Old Flag

You're a high flying flag

And forever, in peace, may you wave!

You're the emblem of the land I love,

The home of the free and the brave!

 

Ev'ry heart beats true 'neath the Red, White, and Blue,

Where there's never a boast or brag.

But should auld acquaintance be forgot

Keep your eye on the Grand Old Flag!

 

I'm a cranky hanky panky,

I'm a dead square, honest Yankee,

And I'm mighty proud of that old flag

That flies for Uncle Sam.

 

Though I don't believe in raving

Ev'ry time I see it waving,

There's a chill runs up my back that makes me glad I'm what I am.

 

Here's a land with a million soldiers,

That's if we should need 'em,

We'll fight for freedom!

 

Hurrah! Hurrah! For every Yankee tar

And old G.A.R.

Ev'ry stripe, ev'ry star.

Red, white and blue,

Hats off to you

Honest, you're a grand old flag!

 

You're a Grand Old Flag

You're a High Flying Flag

And forever, in peace, may you wave!

You're the emblem of the land I love,

The home of the free and the brave!

 

Ev'ry heart beats true 'neath the Red, White, and Blue,

Where there's never a boast or brag.

But should auld acquaintance be forgot

Keep your eye on the Grand Old Flag!

 

You're a grand old flag,

You're a high flying flag

And forever in peace may you wave.

You're the emblem of

The land I love.

The home of the free and the brave.

Ev'ry heart beats true

'neath the Red, White and Blue,

Where there's never a boast or brag.

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,

Keep your eye on the grand old flag.

 

My Country 'Tis of Thee

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My country tis of thee,

Sweet land of liberty,

Of thee I sing.

Land where my fathers died!

Land of the Pilgrim's pride!

From every mountain side,

Let freedom ring!

 

My native country, thee,

Land of the noble free,

Thy name I love.

I love thy rocks and rills,

Thy woods and templed hills;

My heart with rapture fills

Like that above.

 

 

Let music swell the breeze,

And ring from all the trees

Sweet freedom's song.

Let mortal tongues awake;

Let all that breathe partake;

Let rocks their silence break,

The sound prolong.

 

Our father's God to, Thee,

Author of liberty,

To Thee we sing.

Long may our land be bright

With freedom's holy light;

Protect us by Thy might,

Great God, our King!

[Yillara Skye 1]

America, The Beautiful

God Bless the USA

God Bless America

My Country Tis Of Thee

Stars And Stripes Forever

Battle Hymn of the Republic

The American Anthem

I do not know if it counts as patriotic, but it is played a lot during this holiday : Fanfare for the Common Man by Aaron Copeland. Everytime I hear it it makes me tear up.

 

Armed Forces Medley Especially, Coast Guard("Semper Paratus") for my father and Air Force for my grandfather(mom's side of the family)

My brother & sister played this at every Memorial and Veteran's Day ceremony they attended as a member of the high school band :P

 

Courtesy of the Red White and Blue

Where the Stars and Stripes and the Eagles Fly

I Am A Yankee Doodle Dandy

 

and I always think of the Hall of Presidents at Disney... (but then that may be in part because one of my relatives is up there, U.S Grant. 6th great uncle on my mom's side)

 

This I think is a partial list, if I think of more I will add them :P

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[Krissy Phaserman 0]

All of those are great. the KSON Remix of "I'm already there", called "A Message from Home" always makes me cry.

[youbroughtheryouRiker 2]

Freedom--Paul McCartney

God Bless The U.S.A.--Lee Greenwood

This Land Is Your Land--Woody Guthrie

Glory To The Brave--Hammerfall

Born In The U.S.A.--Bruce Springsteen

Back In The U.S.A.--Chuck Berry

Sunshine On Leith--Proclaimers (ok, it's more a love song than a patriotic hymn, but there's beautiful hints of patriotism in there as well)

America (I prefer Elvis' version)

God Bless America

Navy Hymn (the one that shares the tune with the hymn "Creator Spirit By Whose Aid")

Battle Hymn Of The Republic (I came up with an additional verse, trying to match the style, but it's only a so-so job)

Rule Britannia

[LoveMalePecs1 0]

Oh Canada is my Patriotic Song.

[He Who Shall Not Be Named 2]

Born In The U.S.A.--Bruce Springsteen

 

Actually, that was a post-Viet Nam protest song. Springsteen didn't intend for it to evpke the patriotic feelings it did.

[Odie 0]

Born In The U.S.A.--Bruce Springsteen

 

Actually, that was a post-Viet Nam protest song. Springsteen didn't intend for it to evpke the patriotic feelings it did.

 

The song was protesting on how Vietam Vets where treated when they returned to the U.S.A.

 

Born in The U.S.A.

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Born down in a dead man's town

The first kick I took was when I hit the ground

You end up like a dog that's been beat too much

Till you spend half your life just covering up

 

Born in the U.S.A.

I was born in the U.S.A.

I was born in the U.S.A.

Born in the U.S.A.

 

Got in a little hometown jam

So they put a rifle in my hand

Sent me off to a foreign land

To go and kill the yellow man

 

Born in the U.S.A.

I was born in the U.S.A.

I was born in the U.S.A.

I was born in the U.S.A.

Born in the U.S.A.

 

Come back home to the refinery

Hiring man says "Son if it was up to me"

Went down to see my V.A. man

He said "Son, don't you understand"

 

I had a brother at Khe Sahn fighting off the Viet Cong

They're still there, he's all gone

 

He had a woman he loved in Saigon

I got a picture of him in her arms now

 

Down in the shadow of the penitentiary

Out by the gas fires of the refinery

I'm ten years burning down the road

Nowhere to run ain't got nowhere to go

 

Born in the U.S.A.

I was born in the U.S.A.

Born in the U.S.A.

I'm a long gone Daddy in the U.S.A.

Born in the U.S.A.

Born in the U.S.A.

Born in the U.S.A.

I'm a cool rocking Daddy in the U.S.A.

[mj 7]

Stars and Stripes Forever is my favorite. The words are straight-forward, kind of a standard patriotic profession. But the music itself is so powerful it lifts the entire song to a inspirational grandeur that almost always reduces me to tears when I hear it.

 

I know lots of patriotic songs. I used to know all the verses of the Star Spangled Banner. ( Our music teacher made us memorize it in the fifth grade......long time ago.)

[Jim Phaserman 0]

"God Bless the USA"

 

"American Soldier"

 

"Some gave all"

 

"8th of November"

 

and "Star Spangled Banner"

[Gary Phaserman 0]

So, what's your favorite Patriotic song? With Canada Day being today, and Independance Day being Monday, I figured this would be a good question to pose. I am not picky if it's American or Canadian, since both are celebrating national holidays this weekend.

 

Mine is definately Billy Ray Cyrus' "Some Gave All"

 

 

By the way, the radio station in my area is doing the top 5 Patriotic Songs in Chicagoland. Here's what they are...

 

5. Billy Ray Cyrus "Some Gave All"

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I knew a man called him Sandy Kane

Few folks even knew his name

But a hero was he

Left a boy, came back a man

Still many just don't understand

About the reasons we are free

 

I can't forget the look in his eyes

Or the tears he cries

As he said these words to me

 

All gave some and some gave all

And some stood through for the red, white and blue

And some had to fall

And if you ever think of me

Think of all your liberties and recall

Some gave all

 

Now Sandy Kane is no longer here

But his words are oh so clear

As they echo through out our land

For all his friends who gave us all

Who stood the ground and took the fall

To help their fellow man

 

Love your country and live with pride

And don't forget those who died America can't you see

 

All gave some and some gave all

And some stood through for the red, white and blue

And some had to fall

And if you ever think of me

Think of all your liberties and recall

Some gave all

 

And if you ever think of me

Think of all your liberties and recall, yes recall

Some gave all

 

Some gave all

4. Lee Greenwoord "God Bless the USA"

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If tomorrow all the things were gone I'd worked for all my life

And I had to start again with just my children and my wife

I'd thank my lucky stars to be livin' here today

Cause the flag still stands for freedom

And they can't take that away

 

And I'm proud to be an American

Where at least I know I'm free

And I won't forget the men who died

Who gave that right to me

And I'd gladly stand up next to you

And defend her still today.

Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land

God bless the USA.

 

 

From the lakes of Minnesota to the hills of Tennessee

Across the plains of Texas, from sea to shining sea

From Detroit down to Houston, and New York to LA

Well there's pride in every American heart

And its time we stand and say:

 

 

That I'm proud to be an American

Where at least I know I'm free

And I won't forget the men who died

Who gave that right to me

And I'd gladly stand up next to you

And defend her still today.

Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land

God bless the USA.

3. John Micheal Montgomery "Letters from Home"

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My Dear Son, it is almost June,

I hope this letter catches up to you, and finds you well.

Its been dry but they're calling for rain,

And everything's the same ol' same in Johnsonville.

Your stubborn 'ol Daddy ain't said too much,

But I'm sure you know he sends his love,

And she goes on,

In a letter from home.

 

I hold it up and show my buddies,

Like we ain't scared and our boots ain't muddy, and they all laugh,

Like there's something funny bout' the way I talk,

When I say: "Mama sends her best y'all."

I fold it up an' put it in my shirt,

Pick up my gun an' get back to work.

An' it keeps me driving me on,

Waiting on letters from home.

 

My Dearest Love, its almost dawn.

I've been lying here all night long wondering where you might be.

I saw your Mama and I showed her the ring.

Man on the television said something so I couldn't sleep.

But I'll be all right, I'm just missing you.

An' this is me kissing you:

XX's and OO's,

In a letter from home.

 

I hold it up and show my buddies,

Like we ain't scared and our boots ain't muddy, and they all laugh,

'Cause she calls me "Honey", but they take it hard,

'Cause I don't read the good parts.

I fold it up an' put it in my shirt,

Pick up my gun an' get back to work.

An' it keeps me driving me on,

Waiting on letters from home.

 

Dear Son, I know I ain't written,

But sittin' here tonight, alone in the kitchen, it occurs to me,

I might not have said, so I'll say it now:

Son, you make me proud.

 

I hold it up and show my buddies,

Like we ain't scared and our boots ain't muddy, but no one laughs,

'Cause there ain't nothing funny when a soldier cries.

An' I just wipe me eyes.

I fold it up an' put it in my shirt,

Pick up my gun an' get back to work.

An' it keeps me driving me on,

Waiting on letters from home.

2. Trace Adkins "Arlington"

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I never thought that this is where i'd settle down,

I thought i'd die an old man back in my hometown,

They gave me this plot of land, me and some other men, for a job well done,

there's a big white house sits on a hill just up the road,

the man inside he cried the day they brought me home,

they folded up a flag and told my mom and dad, we're proud of your son

 

Chorus:

And I'm proud to be on this peaceful peice of property,

I'm on sacred ground and i'm in the best of company,

I'm thankful for those things i've done,

I can rest in peice, I'm one of the chosen ones, I made it to Arlington

 

I remember daddy brought me here when i was eight,

we searched all day to find out where my granddad lay,

and when we finally found that cross,

he said, "son this is what it cost to keep us free" Now here i am,

a thousand stones away from him,

he reconized me on the first day i came in,

and it gave me a chill when he clicked his heels, and saluted me.

 

(Repeat Chorus)

 

and everytime i hear twenty-one guns,

i know they brought another hero home to is

 

we're thankful for those thankful for the things we've done,

we can rest in peace, 'cause we are the chosen ones,

we made it to arlington, yea dust to dust,

don't cry for us,w e made it to arlington

1. Toby Keith "Courtesy of the Red White and Blue"

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American girls and American guys, will always stand up and salute.

We'll always recognize, when we see ol' glory flying,

There's a lot of men dead,

So we can sleep in peace at night when we lay down our heads.

My daddy served in the army where he lost his right eye,

But he flew a flag out in our yard 'til the day that he died.

He wanted my mother, my brother, my sister and me.

To grow up and live happy in the land of the free.

 

Now this nation that I love is fallin' under attack.

A mighty sucker-punch came flying in from somewhere in the back.

Soon as we could see clearly through our big black eye,

Man, we lit up your world like the fourth of July.

 

Hey, Uncle Sam put your name at the top of his list,

And the Statue of Liberty started shaking her fist.

And the eagle will fly and it's gonna be hell,

When you hear Mother Freedom start ringing her bell.

And it'll feel like the whole wide world is raining down on you.

Ah, brought to you, courtesy of the red, white and blue.

 

Instrumental break.

 

Oh, justice will be served and the battle will rage:

This big dog will fight when you rattle his cage.

An' you'll be sorry that you messed with the U.S. of A.

'Cos we'll put a boot in your *buttocks*, it's the American way.

 

Hey, Uncle Sam put your name at the top of his list,

And the Statue of Liberty started shaking her fist.

And the eagle will fly and it's gonna be hell,

When you hear Mother Freedom start ringing her bell.

And it'll feel like the whole wide world is raining down on you.

Ah, brought to you, courtesy of the red, white and blue.

 

Oh, oh.

Of the red, white and blue.

Oh, hey, oh.

Of my Red, White and Blue.

 

Here's some more patriotic songs for you guys...

 

Lonestar-Somebody's Someone

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Turn to the six o'clock news, another soldier dies

Tried to hide it but I couldn't help it, I had to cry

When my little boy asked me daddy was he your friend

I said no, I didn't even know him

 

But he was somebody's someone, a neighbor, a husband

A brother, a father, and a mother's only son

He was an uncle, a cousin, somebody's best friend

And I'm sure at times a shoulder to lean on

He was somebody's someone

 

So I sat there in that chair and helped him understand

How this brave young man gave his life for our land

And although he's someone we'll never know

To you and me he is a hero

 

He was somebody's someone, a neighbor, a husband

A brother, a father, and a mother's only son

He was an uncle, a cousin, somebody's best friend

And I'm sure at times a shoulder to lean on

He was somebody's someone

 

To the world he was a total stranger

Who kept us safe and out of danger

But now he's just a picture on TV

Somebody's memory

 

He was somebody's someone, a neighbor, a husband

A brother, a father, and a mother's only son

He was an uncle, a cousin, somebody's best friend

And I'm sure at times a shoulder to lean on

He was somebody's someone

He was somebody's someone

 

Josh Gracin-The other Little Soldier

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He used to play in daddy's uniform

With the stripes across the sleeve

And he knew when he was all grown up

What he was gonna be

He used to like to ambush every careless cat or dog

That had the nerve to cross the battle lines he had drawn

 

And even though he didn't know

What his dad was fighting for

He was proud to be the other little soldier

In this war

 

The phone rang in the middle of the night

When they called his dad to go

Kissed him and his mom goodbye

And said God I love you both

Now I know that it's a lot to ask of such a little man

But hold the fort and

I'll be home as quickly as I can

 

And even though he didn't know

What his dad was fighting for

He was proud to be the other little soldier

In this war

 

A wall cannot begin to hold

The names of all the kids

Who gave the great sacrifice

That any child could give

 

It was the first time he had ever seen

A flag from up that close

And he watched them as

They folded it so careful and so slow

As they gave it to his mother

He knew what he should do

He raised his little hand and

Gave his Dad one last solute

 

And even though he didn't know

What his dad was fighting for

He was proud to be the other little soldier

He was proud to be the other little soldier

In this war

 

[Data 0]

I always liked "The Battle Hymn of the Republic"