O&33 say can you see by the dawn&39s early light
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight&39s last gleaming.
Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight,
O&39er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming.
And the rockets&39 red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O&39er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe&39s haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o&39er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning&39s first beam,
In full glory reflected now shines in the stream
&39Tis the star-spangled banner&33 Oh long may it wave
O&39er the land of the free and the home of the brave&33
And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle&39s confusion,
A home and a country should leave us no more&33
Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps&39 pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave
O&39er the land of the free and the home of the brave&33
O&33 thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand
Between their loved home and the war&39s desolation&33
Blest with victory and peace, may the heav&39n rescued land
Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation.
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto &39In God is our trust.&39
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O&39er the land of the free and the home of the brave&33