Classic Poem

Don't know where she's goin' to — this country o' the free;
She's got the land, an' now her hand is reachin' for the sea!
Her ships on all the waters — the rollin' of her drums
Is heard where nations murmur: " She comes! She comes! She comes! "

Don't know where she's goin' to, but still she's goin' fast;
She's ready for the battle — she's bravin' every blast.
Her soldiers march in millions — the blue linked with the gray,
And the Stars and Stripes are wavin' across the world to-day!

Don't know where she's goin' to, but stormy day or night —
In peace, in strife — for death, for life our country's goin' right!
Her flag's on every ocean — the music of her drums
Is heard where nations murmur: " She comes! She comes! She comes! "