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, through 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?
Oh, my God, being patriotic never felt so good.
