Today's the day our younger son   Is going off to war   Fightin' in the age old battle   We've sometimes won before   Flags that line old main street   Are blowin' in the wind   These must be the flags of freedom flyin'      Church bells are ringin'   As the families stand and wave   Some of them are cryin'   But the soldiers look so brave   Lookin' straight ahead   Like they know just where they're goin'   Past the flags of freedom flyin'      Sister has her headphones on   She hears the music blasting   She sees her brother marchin' by   Their bond is everlasting   Listening to Bob Dylan singin' in 1963   Watching the flags of freedom flyin'      She sees the president speakin'   On a Flat-screen TV   In the window of the old appliance store   She turns to see her brother again   But he's already walkin' past   The flags of freedom flyin'      Have you seen the flags of freedom?   What color are they now?   Do you think that you believe in yours   More than they do theirs somehow?   When you see the flags of freedom flyin'      Today's the day our younger son   Is goin' off to war   Fightin' in the age old battle   We've sometimes won before   Flags that line old main street   Are blowin' in the wind   These must be the flags of freedom flyin'