American Flag - To A Friend in Old Pa.
Far away in the South-land, In the land of Cotton and Pine, Where the banjoes ring and darkies sing, I'm thinking of a friend divine. You remember the day we parted, In the State we love so well, When the sun goes down in Dixie, Friend My thoughts go back to you. Tis great to feel in Dixie. That you've a friend in Old Pa. Thats why, just at twilight, Friend, My thoughts go back to you. When things go wrong in Dixie, And I'm longing for Old Pa, I take my pipe, and serenely smoke, Till my thoughts drift back to you. Pennsylvania heard the call of Columbia, So she sent us to fight and save, When o'er the dark blue sea I'm sailing, Friend, My thoughts will go back to you. When the Kaiser gets his whipping, By the boys from Old Pa, When the U-Boats sink in the deep blue sea, Friend, Then I'll come back to you. Written by CORPORAL GEORGE G. FLURY, CO. "D" 8TH, PA INFANTRY|