I Walked Through A County Courthouse Square,
On A Park Bench An Old Man Was Sitting There.
I Said, "Your Old Courthouse Is Kinda Run Down."
He Said, "Naw, It'll Do For Our Little Town."
I Said, "Your Old Flagpole Has Leaned A Little Bit,
And That's A Ragged Old Flag You Got Hanging On It."

He Said, "Have A Seat," And I Sat Down.
"Is This The First Time You've Been To Our Little Town?"
I Said, "I Think It Is." He Said, "I Don't Like To Brag,
But We're Kinda Proud Of That Ragged Old Flag.

"You See, We Got A Little Hole In That Flag There When
Washington Took It Across The Delaware.
And It Got Powder-burned The Night Francis Scott Key
Sat Watching It Writing Say Can You See.
And It Got A Bad Rip In New Orleans
With Packingham