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THE FOURTH IN HAWAIIAN WATERS
Sail, sail yon skies of cobalt blue,
O star-built banner of the brave!
We follow you, exult in you
Or Arctic peak or sapphire wave;
From mornlit Maine to dusk Luzon,
Or set of sun or burst of dawn.
O star-built banner of the brave!
We follow you, exult in you
Or Arctic peak or sapphire wave;
From mornlit Maine to dusk Luzon,
Or set of sun or burst of dawn.
From Honolulu's Sabbath seas,
From battle-torn Manila's bay
We toss you bravely to the breeze
This nation's natal day to stay—
To stay, to lead, lead on and on
Or set of sun or burst of dawn.
From battle-torn Manila's bay
We toss you bravely to the breeze
This nation's natal day to stay—
To stay, to lead, lead on and on
Or set of sun or burst of dawn.
O ye who fell at Bunker Hill,
O ye who fought at Brandywine,
Behold your stars triumphant still;
Behold where Freedom builds her shrine,
Where Freedom still leads on and on,
Or set of sun or burst of dawn.
O ye who fought at Brandywine,
Behold your stars triumphant still;
Behold where Freedom builds her shrine,
Where Freedom still leads on and on,
Or set of sun or burst of dawn.
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