Washington’s Birthday

For the birthday of a soldier all the bells are rung this day,
For the birthday of a statesman all the streets with flags are gay*,
He was leader of our armies in the long long years ago,
When they wandered, cold and barefoot, in the cruel winter snow.

He was leader of our armies when they beat the foe at last,
He was foremost in the nation when the bitter war was past,
For the birthday of a hero we are singing now this song
To the father of our country, who was noble great and strong.

*Optional lyrics: “see the flags along the way” or “in the streets we shout hooray”