Jesse Crow - Patriot - Track 05 - Old Glory in the Wind

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🇺🇸 Old Glory in the Wind – Une ballade country poignante qui parle d’espoir et de fidélité dans un monde en déclin.
À travers des paroles fortes et une voix profonde, cette chanson évoque la misère des rues, la perte des repères et la foi inébranlable dans les valeurs qui font tenir debout.

🎵 Une histoire de survie, de courage et de dignité, portée par une instrumentation authentique, où se mêlent guitares acoustiques, steel guitar et une émotion brute.
Même dans l’ombre des jours sombres, les étoiles d’Old Glory continuent de briller.

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Verse 1
I’ve seen her wave over fields of gold,
Through the stories our fathers told.
Now she hangs where the streets grow dim,
Where dreams fade out and the nights close in.

Chorus
Old Glory in the wind, torn but not bowed,
Her stars still shine through the darkest cloud.
For the promise she holds, and the dawn God will send,
We’ll keep her alive till the dark days end.

Verse 2
From Normandy’s shores to deserts wide,
We carried her high through storm and tide.
Now her stripes bear the lies we’ve sown,
And the house we built feels less like home.

Chorus
Old Glory in the wind, torn but not bowed,
Her stars still shine through the darkest cloud.
For the promise she holds, and the dawn God will send,
We’ll keep her alive till the dark days end.

Verse 3
Zombies crawl where the schoolyard sleeps,
Teenage hearts slow in bodies grown wide.
The streets run dry where factories died,
Greed took the mills and hope inside.

Chorus
Old Glory in the wind, torn but not bowed,
Her stars still shine through the darkest cloud.
For the promise she holds, and the dawn God will send,
We’ll keep her alive till the dark days end.

Verse 4 (Bridge)
In the dust where the silence grows,
A seed still waits for the wind to sow.
Through cracks in the night, the light breaks through,
Calling the faithful, the strong, the true.

Final Chorus
Old Glory in the wind, torn but not bowed,
Her stars still shine through the darkest cloud.
For the promise she holds, and the dawn God will send,
We’ll keep her alive till the dark days end.