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Rh THE LITTLE ONE-STAR FLAG

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Oh, I used to hear the family

In the house across the way—

A father, and a mother, and a child.

And, oh, the noise they used to make;

They'd keep the neighborhood awake—

I sometimes used to think they'd drive me wild!

I glanced across the way the other day;

It seemed too quiet over there, by far.

And hanging in the window of the house across the way

Is a little flag which bears a single star!

There's a Service Flag in Broadway,

And it flaunts two thousand stars.

Oh, it swings there to the glory

Of the soldiers and the tars.

But no star there in its beauty

Tells of stronger Love and Duty

Than the little one-star flag across the way.

Oh, I used to see them waiting

In the house across the way—

The mother, and a little girl, so sweet.

And, oh, the way they used to shout;

And, oh, the way they'd hurry out

When they saw Daddy coming up the street.