Your flag and my flag, And how it flies today In your land and my land And half a world away! Rose-red and blood-reed The stripes forever gleam; Snow-white and soul-white - The good forefathers' dream; Sky-blue and true-blue, with stars to gleam aright - The gloried guidon of the day, a shelter through the night.
All to myself I think of you, Think of the things we used to do, Think of the things we used to say, Think of each happy bygone day, Sometimes I sigh, and sometimes I smile, But I keep each olden, golden while All to myself.
