Our flag bears the stars that blaze at night ,
In our southern sky of blue.
And a little old flag in the corner
That’s part of our heritage too
It’s there for the English, the Scots and the Irish,
Who were sent to the end of the earth.
The rogues and schemers, the doers and dreamers,
Who gave modern New Zealand birth.
And to those who are shouting to change it,
Who don’t seem to understand,
It’s the flag of our law and language,
Not the flag of a far off land.
Though there are plenty of people who’ll tell you
How, when Europe was plunged into night,
The little old flag in the corner
Was their symbol of freedom and light.
It doesn’t mean we owe Allegiance
To a forgotten Imperial dream,
We’ve got the star to show where we’re going,
And the old flag to show where we’ve been.