Dear Old Flag (originally by George Cooper / Stephen Foster) – Vince GillBy For the dear old flag I dieSaid the wounded drummer boyMother, press your lips to mineO, they bring me peace and joy‘Tis the last time on earthI shall ever see your faceMother take me to your heartLet me die in your embraceFor the dear old flag I dieMother, dry your weeping eyeFor the honor of our landAnd the dear old Flag I dieDo not mourn, my mother, dearEvery pang will soon be o’erFor I hear the angel bandCalling from their starry shoreNow I see their banners waveIn the light of perfect dayThough ’tis hard to part with youYet I would not wish to stayFor the dear old flag I dieMother, dry your weeping eyeFor the honor of our landAnd the dear old flag I dieFarewell, mother, death’s cold handWeighs upon my spirit nowAnd I feel his blighting breathFan my pallid cheek and browCloser, closer to your heartLet me feel that you are byWhile my sight is growing dimFor the dear old flag I dieFor the dear old flag I dieMother, dry your weeping eyeFor the honor of our landAnd the dear old flag I dieFor the honor of our landAnd the dear old flag I die www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20