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 too 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