With the guns flaring   And drums pounding   There's no hope of getting rest   With the lights glaring   And calls sounding   And the clenching in your chest   When the man's in battle   And the baby's rattle   Only makes you more depressed   The wise woman does what she knows   If it's fighting she fights   If it's sewing she sews   When the tension inside   Overflows and goes to far   One more star, one more stripe   To escape your lonely bed   One more star, one more stripe   Join the blue, the white and red   One more star, one more stripe   As you pray your child's not dead   With the roof leaking   And walls wetter   And the night as black as pitch   With the wind shrieking   And his last letter   Says his fighting in a ditch   Then the candle flickers   And the river bickers   What else can you do but stitch   One more star, one more stripe   Til you feel the rising sun   One more star, one more stripe   Til this foolishness is done   One more star, one more stripe   We'll be waiting when we've won   Grab a needle, grab a thimble   If it's all that keeps you sane   Think of freedom as a symbol   Think of justice as a game   Think of life with independence   Think of muskets and brigades   Think of taking the oppressors   Think of banners and parades   When the gate creaks   And the paint cracks   And the cat cries   And the night falls   Raise a flag   Raise a flag   Raise a flag til you're free   One more star, one more stripe   Til this bloodshed's finally through   One more star, one more stripe   Til they come back home to you   One more star, one more stripe   When there's nothing you can do   If they take all the things   That define what you were,  And are   One more star