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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Johnny Cash
Vocals
Bob Wootton
Guitar
Marshall Grant
Bass
Chuck Cochran
Keyboards
Ws Fluke Holland
Drums
Carl Perkins
Electric Guitar
David Jones
Guitar
Jack Routh
Guitar
Bobby Thompson
Guitar
Ray Edenton
Guitar
Earl Scruggs
Banjo
Larry McCoy
Piano
Charlie McCoy
Harmonica
Jimmy Tittle
Bass
Joe Allen
Bass
Kenny Malone
Drums
The Carter Family
Background Vocals
The Oak Ridge Boys
Background Vocals
W.S. Holland
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Johnny Cash
Composer
Chuck Cochran
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Johnny Cash
Producer
Charlie Bragg
Engineer
Al Clayton
Cover Photography
Freeman Ramsey
Engineer
Roger Tucker
Engineer
Seth Foster
Mastering Engineer
Lirik
I walked through a county courthouse square
On a park bench, an old man was sittin' there.
I said, "Your old court house is kinda run down,
He said, "Naw, it'll do for our little town".
I said, "Your old flag pole is leaned a little bit,
And that's a ragged old flag you got hangin' 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"
It got a bad rip in New Orleans, with Packingham & Jackson
Tugging at it's seams.
And it almost fell at the Alamo
Beside the Texas flag,
But she waved on though.
She got cut with a sword at Chancellorsville,
And she got cut again at Shiloh Hill.
There was Robert E. Lee and Beauregard and Bragg,
And the south wind blew hard on that ragged old flag
On Flanders Field in World War I
She got a big hole from a Bertha Gun
She turned blood red in World War II
She hung limp, and low, a time or two
She was in Korea, Vietnam, she went where she was sent
By her Uncle Sam
She waved from our ships upon the briny foam
And now they've about quit wavin' back here at home
In her own good land here She's been abused
She's been burned, dishonored, denied an' refused
And the government for which she stands
Has scandalized throughout out the land
And she's getting thread bare, and she's wearin' thin
But she's in good shape, for the shape she's in
Cause she's been through the fire before
And I believe she can take a whole lot more
So we raise her up every morning
And we take her down every night,
We don't let her touch the ground,
And we fold her up right.
On a second thought
I do like to brag
'Cause I'm mighty proud of that ragged old flag
Writer(s): John R Cash
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