O saint 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.