The following is a collection of 14 patriotic "flavored" songs that I have used in various song books I have compiled for Wood Badge Courses, Junior Leader Training Conferences, Basic Training Programs, and any other time someone asked me to help make a song book. These songs also corespond to the ones listed for the flags of the day in the Wood Badge and Junior Leader Training Staff Guides. Feel free to use, pass on, give away, or ignore, which is basically what I did. I hope to add similiar documents on Songs of Fun, Songs of Scouting, Songs of Faith as I get them collected into documents and converted to text files. If your are looking for anything in particular, e-mail me at mrhalpin@aol.com.
Keep the Outing
In Scouting.
Mike Halpin
Scoutmaster - Silver Axe Conference
Grand Canyon Council Junior Leader Training Program
Phoenix, Arizona
CONTENTS
AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL
BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC
COLUMBIA, THE GEM OF THE OCEAN
DIXIE
GOD BLESS AMERICA
GILWELL DREAM
GOD BLESS AMERICA
GOB BLESS THE USA
YOU'RE A GRAND OLD FLAG
THE STAR-SPANGLED BANNER
STARS AND STRIPES FORVER
THIS LAND IS YOUR LAND
MY COUNTRY 'TIS OF THEE
YANKEE DOODLE
AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL
Oh, beautiful for spacious skies.
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain's majesty,
Above the fruited plain.
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee.
And crown thy good with brotherhood,
From sea to shining sea.
Oh, beautiful for pilgrim feet,
Whose stern, impassioned stress,
A thoroughfare for freedom beat,
Across the wilderness.
America! America!
God mend thine every flaw.
Confirm thy soul in self-control.
Thy liberty in law!
Oh, beautiful for heroes proved,
In liberating strife,
Who more than self their country loved,
And mercy more that life.
America! America!
May God thy gold refine,
'Till all success be nobleness,
And every grain devine!
Oh, beautiful for patriot dream,
That sees, beyond the years,
Thine alabaster cities gleam,
Undimmed by human tears,
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee,
And crown thy good in brotherhood,
From sea to shining sea!
BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC
Mine eyes have seen the glory
Of the coming of the Lord.
He is tramping out the vintage
Where the grapes of wrath are stored.
He hath loosed the fateful lightning
Of his terrible swift sword.
His truth is marching on.
(chorus)
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.
I have seen him in the watchfires
Of a hundred circling camps.
They have builded him an altar
In the evening dew and damps.
I can read his righteous sentence
By the dim and flaring lamps.
Our God is marching on.
I have read a fiery gospel,
Writ in burnished rows of steel;
"As ye deal with my contemners,
So with you my grace shall deal;
Let the hero born of woman,
Crush the serpent with his heel,
Since God is marching on."
CHORUS
He has sounded forth the trumpet
That shall never sound retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men
Before the judgement seat.
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him!
Be jubilent my feet!
Our God is marching on.
CHORUS
In the beuaty of the lilies,
Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom
That transfigures you and me;
As He died to make men holy,
Let us die to make men free,
While God is marching on.
CHORUS
COLUMBIA, THE GEM OF THE OCEAN
O Columbia, the gem of the ocean,
The home of the brave and the free.
The shrine of each patriot's devotion,
A world offers homage to thee.
Thy mandates make heroes assemble,
When liberty's form stands in view;
Thy banners make tyranny tremble,
When borne by the red, white, and blue,
When borne by the red, white, and blue,
When borne by the red, white, and blue,
Thy banners make tyranny tremble,
When borne by the red, white, and blue.
DIXIE
I wish I was in the land of cotton,
Old times there are not forgotten;
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.
In Dixie Land where I was born in,
Early on one frosty mornin'.
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.
(chorus)
Then I wish I was in Dixie, Hooray! Hooray!
In Dixie Land I'll take my stand to live and die in Dixie,
Away, away, away down south in Dixie,
Away, away, away down south in Dixie,
There's buckwheat cakes and Indian batter,
Makes you fat or a little fatter;
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.
Then hoe it down and scratch your grabble.
To dixieland I'm bound to travel,
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.
CHORUS
GOD BLESS AMERICA
God bless America land that I love.
Stand beside her, and guide her,
Through the night with the light from above.
From the mountains, to the prairies,
To the oceans white with foam.
God bless America, my home sweet home.
God bless America, my home sweet home.
GILWELL DREAM
In my dreams,
I'm going back to Gilwell,
To the joys and happiness
I've found,
On these grand weekends,
With my dear old friends;
And see the training ground.
Oh, the grass grows greener back in Gilwell,
As again, I breathe that Scouting air,
While in memory, I can see B.P. who
Never will be far fromn there.
GOD BLESS AMERICA
God bless America land that I love.
Stand beside her, and guide her,
Through the night with the light from above.
From the mountains, to the prairies,
To the oceans white with foam.
God bless America, my home sweet home.
God bless America, my home sweet home.
GOB BLESS THE USA
If tomorrow all the things were gone
I worked for all my life,
And I had to start again
With just my childrena nd my wife,
I'd thank my lucky stars
To be living here today,
'Cause the flag still stands for freedom
And they can't take that away.
(chorus)
And I'm proud to be an American
Were at least I know I'm free
And I won't forget the men
Who gave that right to me,
And I'll gladly defend her still today,
'Cause there ain't no doubt
I love this land, God Bless the USA.
From the lakes of Minnesota
To the hills of Tennessee,
Across the plains of Texas,
From sea to shining sea,
From Detroit down to Houston
And New York to LA,
Well, there is pride
In every American heart
And it's time we say ...
CHORUS
YOU'RE A GRAND OLD FLAG
You're a grand old flag,
You're a high flying flag,
And forever, in peace, may you wave.
You're the emblem of the land I love,
The home of the free and the brave.
Every heart beats true,
'Neath the Red, White, and Blue,
Where there's never a boast or brag,
But should auld acquaintances be forgot
Keep your eye on the Grand Old Flag.
The Star-Spangled Banner
Oh, say can you see by the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars thru the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming?
And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam,
In full glory reflected now shines in the stream:
'Tis the star-spangled banner! Oh long may it wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion,
A home and a country should leave us no more!
Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave:
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
Oh! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand
Between their loved home and the war's desolation!
Blest with victory and peace, may the heav'n rescued land
Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation.
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto: "In God is our trust."
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
STARS AND STRIPES FORVER
There aloft in a soft and friendly breeze
Flies the Red, White, and Blue above you,
And unfurel with her world of memories
Of the men who said, who proudly said,
"I love you."
When I see the Stars and the Stripes,
Then my heart is a drum widely beating,
So proud to be a part of the dream
That is always on the march,
And blessed will be ev'ry breeze,
That will rustle the Stars and Stripes forever,
I'm part of the gallant parade,
Of those who carry on the Stars and Stripes forever.
