I've been knocking on the door that holds the throne I've been looking for the map that leads me home I've been stumbling on good hearts turned to stone Of good intentions, it's gone dry as a bone We take care of our own, we take care of our own Wherever this flag's flown, we take care of our own From Chicago and New Orleans from the muscle of the bone From the shotgun shack to the Superdome There ain't no help, the Calvary stayed home There ain't no one here in the bugle bone We take care of our own, we take care of our own Wherever this flag's flown, we take care of our own Where are the eyes, the eyes with the will to see Where are the hearts that run over with mercy Where's the love that has not forsaken me Where's the word that'll set my hands, my soul free Where's the spirit that'll reign, reign over me Where's the promise from sea to shining sea Wherever this flag is flown, wherever this flag is flown Wherever this flag is flown, we take care of our own We take care of our own, wherever this flag's flown We take care of our own, we take care of our own We take care of our own, wherever this flag's flown We take care of our own We take care of our own