Oh say can you see
by the dawns early light,
what so proudly we hailed

at the twilight's last gleaming?

Whose broad stripes and bright stars,
through the perilous fight,
o'er the ram-parts we watched were so galantly streaming?

And the rockets 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'er the land of the free
and the home of the brave, the brave, the brave.