I remember a story of great battles won

and the tale of our heroes who died by the gun

while the rest looked and smiled at the freedom they've won

but the weight of the chain slows the run



I remember a song about flags standing high

as the red blazing rockets turned dark a blue sky

I remember the reason the weak shared good-byes if they could



I remember a sight at the dreams that we had

and the injustice they've suffered had driven them mad

I remember when we had the right to be sad all the time



I remember the war of the great days of old

and the battle hymns they sung while they died in the cold

I remember the good men they bought and they sold for a dime



let's take a look now what we've changed

after all we're still so much the same

after all this time

can't we make up our minds

must we all play the losing game



let's take a look now what we've changed

after all we're still so much the same

after all this time

can't we make up our minds

guess we'll all play the losing game