She is the kind of girl that likes to stay out late at nightShe's the kind of woman that'll hang till the morning long as she's in the spotlightOh, she is the kind of girl that flies wild and freeAnd her beautiful colors have a long list of loversOf girls and guys like meAnd we all call her Old GloryStand up and fight for Old GloryOld GloryOld GloryI lay down my life for Old GloryGlory, GloryFly her, fly her highOld GloryShe was there with meWhen I knelt there by your sideFolded or tattered, she stands for what mattersWe all got reasons whyAll that I could say out, I throw in these loudest wordsI lay down my life for Old GloryOld GloryOld GloryOld GloryFly her, die and fly her highOld gloryAnd we all call her old gloryStand up and fight for old gloryI lay down my life for old gloryFly her, fly her highOld gloryOld gloryOld gloryOld glory
