there were flags flyin high bright polished brass that dazzled the eye the hot crowded street is covered by feet kicking dust on the sky she s standing there the sun in her hair she s wavin to me we re heroes today i heard someone say tonight home s where we d be the word comes down the column winds its way from town goodbye sweet anna lee my love baby baby now something ain t right clouds of thunder roll into sight overhead there s a mighty light baby baby now something ain t right the smoke hangs heavy on the ground hiding the sun the burning sky is on the run baby baby now something ain t right there s a pain burning deep inside and my legs just can t hold their stride baby baby now something ain t right there were flags flyin high bright polished brass that dazzled the eye she s standin there the sun in her hair she s wavin to me oh she s wavin to me oh she s wavin to me