The American Boy - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
THE AMERICAN BOY. 
"Father, look up and see that flag, how gracefully it flies; Those pretty stripes-they seem to be a rainbow in the skies." "It is your country's flag, my son, and proudly drinks the light, O'er ocean's waves, in foreign climes, a symbol of our might." 
"Father, what fearful noise is that, like thundering of the clouds? Why do the people wave their hats, and rush along in crowds? " "It is the noise of cannon, child, the glad shouts of the free, This is the day to memory dear-'tis Freedom's Jubilee." 
"I wish that I were now a man, I'd fire my cannon, too, And cheer as loudly as the rest-but, father, why don't you?" "I'm getting old and weak, but still my heart is big with joy; I've witnessed many a day like this-shout you aloud, my boy." 
"Hurrah! for Freedom's Jubilee! God bless our native land! And may I live to hold the sword of freedom in my hand!" "Well done, my boy-grow up and love the land that gave you birth, A home where Freedom loves to dwell, a paradise on earth."