John Wayne Face The Flag
Face the Flag of stars and bars,
Of red and white and blue,
A flag that guarantees the rights
For men like me and you.
Face the Flag, son! Read what's written there--
The history, the progress and the heritage we share.
Our flag relects the pst, son, but stands for so much
more,
And in this Age of Aquarius, it still flies in the
fore.
It leads the forward movement, shared by all mankind,
To learn...to love...to live with peace of mind;
To learn the mysteries of space, as well as those of
earth;
To love each man for what he is, regardless of his
birth;
To live without the fear of reprisal for belief;
To ease the tensions of a world that cries out for
relief.
Face the Flag of stars and bars,
Of red and white and blue,
A flag that guarantees the rights
For men like me and you.
Face the Flag, son! Take a good long look.
What you're seeing now can't be found in a history
book.
It's the present and the future, son. It's being
written now,
And you're the one to write it, but the flag can show
you how.
Do you know what it stands for? What its makers meant?
To hink...to speak...the privilege of dissent;
To think our leaders might be wrong...to stand and tell
them so.
These are the things that other men under other flags
will never know.
But responsibility...that's the cross that free men
must bear,
And if you don't accept that, the freedom isn't there.
Face the Flag of stars and bars,
Of red and white and blue,
A flag that guarantees the rights
For men like me and you.
Face the Flag, son, and face reality.
Our strengths and our freedoms are based in unity.
The flag is but a symbol, son, of the world's greatest
nation,
And as long as it keeps flying, there's cause for
celebration.
So do what you've got to do, but always keep in mind,
A lot of people believe in peace...but there are the
other kind.
If we want to keep these freedoms, we may have to fight
again.
God forbid, but if we do, let's always fight to win,
For the fate of a loser is futile and it's bare:
No love, no peace...just misery and despair.
Face the Flag, son...and thank God it's still there.
