O say can you see, that you pawns have no rights

How so badly you fail’d, your constitutions last gleaming

Whose broad rights bear the scars, through the terrorist tripe

Like the clampetts you watched, the world around you screaming

As your pockets went bare, the world watched in despair

Like a thief in the night, least our flag was still there

Oh say does that war mangled banner yet wave

O’er the land of the sheep, and the home of the slave!