Across the open sea, through raging waters they sailed,

They were the King’s army, they thought they would prevail.

Believing to be superior over a common man,

An ego much too large when they stormed our shores.

Redcoats, Dragoons, charged upon us to take freedom away,

Everywhere, flashes in the night, but we would not turn and run,

A flag of colors, red, white, and blue, waived through many days

And nights of bloody fight.

Torn, dirty, and burned, it would not disappear,

Through the winter cold, into the summer heat,

Our men battled, families suffered and sacrificed

For what seemed to be an eternity.

Beyond the smoke, for so long, flashes in the night,

We stood our ground, we saw the morning light.

Keith Garrett