I think my country needs my vote, I know it doesn`t need my throat, My lungs and larynx, too; And so I sit at home at night And teach my children what is right And wise for them to do; And when I`m on the job by day I do my best to earn my pay. Though arguments may rage and roar; I grease the hinges on my door And paint the porches blue; I love this splendid land of ours, And so I plant the seeds and flowers And watch them bursting through. I never stand upon a box To say we`re headed for the rocks. My notion of a patriot Is one who guards his little cot, And keeps it up to date; Who pays his taxes when they`re due, And pays his bills for groc`ries, too, And dresses well his mate; He keeps his children warmly clad And lets them know they have a dad. The nation`s safe as long as men Get to their work and back again Each day with cheerful smile; So long as there are fathers who Rejoice in what they have to do And find their homes worth while, The Stars and Stripes will wave on high And liberty will never die.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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