Verse 1 They laced up their skates in the cold morning light Breath like a prayer in the blue of the night Names on their backs, but a flag on their chest Every hard mile, they gave it their best From frozen ponds to the world’s biggest stage Carrying hope from a small-town page When the anthem played and the crowd stood still You could feel a nation on that hill Pre-Chorus Red, white and blue in the bright arena Hearts beating louder than the roar between us Chorus Old Glory rising high above the ice Gold Glory shining in their tear-filled eyes They didn’t just win, they testified To something deeper we can’t deny If our hockey team can shout out “America” proud Say “This is home” out clear and loud Why can’t we all feel that same story? Under Old Glory… in Gold Glory Verse 2 Steel on steel and the boards would shake Every hit for the country’s sake Bruised and battered, but never bent For the crest they wore, heaven-sent Different cities, different names Different journeys, same old flames When that final horn cut through the air You could see what unity looks like there Pre-Chorus Gloves in the sky, sticks on the ice Sacrifice written in every stride Chorus Old Glory rising high above the ice Gold Glory shining in their tear-filled eyes They didn’t just win, they testified To something deeper we can’t deny If our hockey team can shout out “America” proud Say “This is home” out clear and loud Why can’t we all feel that same story? Under Old Glory… in Gold Glory Bridge It’s more than a game and more than a score It’s the sound of belief when the crowd starts to roar It’s neighbors and strangers side by side Hands on hearts, no need to hide For a moment we’re not divided lines We’re one bright banner in wintertime Maybe that’s what the medal means Not just victory, but what we’ve seen That pride doesn’t have to push away It can pull us closer day by day Final Chorus (Big Lift) Old Glory waving through the cold night air Gold Glory proving we still care They wore those colors without apology And wrote their names in history If our hockey team can shout out “America” proud Let that word ring strong and loud Why can’t we all feel that same story? Still believing in what we see Still standing tall, still free Under Old Glory… Shining bright in Gold Glory.
