Oh say can you see, by the dawn's early light,
what so proudly we hail'd at the twlight's last gleaming?
Whose broad strips and bright stars, thro' the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watch'd, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets red glare, the bombs bursting in air
Gave proof thro' 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?
