Oh, brother. Man, where are you?
I am buckling from the load
I haven't lost my eye for color
And my heart can't see the road
Oh, sister. Come and catch me
'Cause my legs—their prime has passed
I am breaking from the sorrow
And my faith is fading fast

Mother, father, help me
I'm your flesh and blood and bone
Don't you hear me?
Can't you see me?
Am I doomed to live alone?

Without warmth or love or honor
Like a dog out on the street
Am I trash 'cause I can't manage
Must I grovel at your feet?
I'm the boy who fought your battles
And I'm the man who won your wars
Is it over?
Have you used me?
I'm no value anymore

I'm your mothers
Wives, and daughters
I'm your fathers, husbands, sons
I'm the life's blood of this country
I'm the hopeful precious ones

Am I nothing?
Am I no one?
Once a fabric
Now a rag
We treat people like they're nothing
We're not fit to fly
Fit to fly
No, no, no, no, no, no

We're not fit to fly
Fit to fly a flag (no, no, no)
Join the army
See the world
The Marine Corps
Join the Navy
We're not fit to fly
Fit to fly the flag