| Song | Star Spangled Banner - Live At Woodstock |
| Artist | Jimi Hendrix |
| Album | Voodoo Child: The Jimi Hendrix Collection |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Jimi Hendrix & Traditional | |
| O say can you see by the dawn's early light, | |
| What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming, | |
| Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight, | |
| O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming? | |
| And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air, | |
| Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there; | |
| O say does that star-spangled banner yet wave, | |
| O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? | |
| On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep, | |
| Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, | |
| What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, | |
| As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses? | |
| Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam, | |
| In full glory reflected now shines in the stream: | |
| 'Tis the star-spangled banner, O! long may it wave | |
| O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave. | |
| And where is that band who so vauntingly swore | |
| That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion, | |
| A home and a country, should leave us no more? | |
| Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution. | |
| No refuge could save the hireling and slave | |
| From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave: | |
| And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave, | |
| O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave. | |
| O thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand | |
| Between their loved home and the war's desolation. | |
| Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the Heav'n rescued land | |
| Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation! | |
| Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just, | |
| And this be our motto: "In God is our trust." | |
| And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave | |
| O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave! |
| zuo qu : Jimi Hendrix Traditional | |
| O say can you see by the dawn' s early light, | |
| What so proudly we hailed at the twilight' s last gleaming, | |
| Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight, | |
| O' er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming? | |
| And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air, | |
| Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there | |
| O say does that starspangled banner yet wave, | |
| O' er the land of the free and the home of the brave? | |
| On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep, | |
| Where the foe' s haughty host in dread silence reposes, | |
| What is that which the breeze, o' er the towering steep, | |
| As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses? | |
| Now it catches the gleam of the morning' s first beam, | |
| In full glory reflected now shines in the stream: | |
| ' Tis the starspangled banner, O! long may it wave | |
| O' er the land of the free and the home of the brave. | |
| And where is that band who so vauntingly swore | |
| That the havoc of war and the battle' s confusion, | |
| A home and a country, should leave us no more? | |
| Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution. | |
| No refuge could save the hireling and slave | |
| From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave: | |
| And the starspangled banner in triumph doth wave, | |
| O' er the land of the free and the home of the brave. | |
| O thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand | |
| Between their loved home and the war' s desolation. | |
| Blest with vict' ry and peace, may the Heav' n rescued land | |
| Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation! | |
| Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just, | |
| And this be our motto: " In God is our trust." | |
| And the starspangled banner in triumph shall wave | |
| O' er the land of the free and the home of the brave! |
| zuò qǔ : Jimi Hendrix Traditional | |
| O say can you see by the dawn' s early light, | |
| What so proudly we hailed at the twilight' s last gleaming, | |
| Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight, | |
| O' er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming? | |
| And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air, | |
| Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there | |
| O say does that starspangled banner yet wave, | |
| O' er the land of the free and the home of the brave? | |
| On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep, | |
| Where the foe' s haughty host in dread silence reposes, | |
| What is that which the breeze, o' er the towering steep, | |
| As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses? | |
| Now it catches the gleam of the morning' s first beam, | |
| In full glory reflected now shines in the stream: | |
| ' Tis the starspangled banner, O! long may it wave | |
| O' er the land of the free and the home of the brave. | |
| And where is that band who so vauntingly swore | |
| That the havoc of war and the battle' s confusion, | |
| A home and a country, should leave us no more? | |
| Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution. | |
| No refuge could save the hireling and slave | |
| From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave: | |
| And the starspangled banner in triumph doth wave, | |
| O' er the land of the free and the home of the brave. | |
| O thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand | |
| Between their loved home and the war' s desolation. | |
| Blest with vict' ry and peace, may the Heav' n rescued land | |
| Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation! | |
| Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just, | |
| And this be our motto: " In God is our trust." | |
| And the starspangled banner in triumph shall wave | |
| O' er the land of the free and the home of the brave! |