I remember every holiday Our whole town lined the streets Waitin' on the big parade From the curb in their lawn chair seats And one old man always the first to stand And snap a sharp salute And one by one the crowd around Would rise and follow suit For the streamers flew like eagles And the battle banners waved For all the ones who fought and died To see Old Glory raised To each and every hero Who has ever come and gone The flags of our fathers carry on The flags of our fathers carry on Marching bands and the motorcades Paper flowers and the floats The beauty queens and their pageant waves Oh, but what I remember most Was that one old man always the first to stand With his hand across his heart And how his eyes welled up with pride When he saw the color guard As the streamers flew like eagles And the battle banners waved For all the ones who fought and died To see Old Glory raised To each and every hero Who has ever come and gone The flags of our fathers carry on The flags of our fathers carry on To each and every hero Who has ever come and gone The flags of our fathers carry on The flags of our fathers carry on The flags of our fathers carry on