I've been knockin' on the door that holds the throne

I've been lookin' for the map that leads me home

I've been stumblin' on good hearts turned to stone

The road of good intentions has gone dry as bone

We take care of our own

We take care of our own

Wherever this flag's flown

We take care of our own

From Chicago to New Orleans

From the muscle to the bone

From the shotgun shack to the Superdome

We yelled "help" but the cavalry stayed home

There ain't no-one hearing the bugle blown

We take care of our own

We take care of our own

Wherever this flag's flown

We take care of our own

Where the eyes the eyes with the will to see

Where the hearts that run over with mercy

Where's the love that has not forsaken me

Where's the work that set my hands my soul free

Where's the spirit that'll reign reign over me

Where's the promise from sea to shining sea

Where's the promise from sea to shining sea

Wherever this flag is flown

Wherever this flag is flown

Wherever this flag is flown

We take care of our own

We take care of our own

Wherever this flag's flown

We take care of our own

We take care of our own

We take care of our own

Wherever this flag's flown

We take care of our own