[Verse 1]
Dad hung a flag
On our old porch post
Mom packed my lunch
Wrote “do your best” in notes
I learned those stories
Of folks who stood their ground
Ordinary people
Turning this old world around
[Chorus]
I love America
Yeah it’s in my voice, my blood
I admire its honesty
Even when the truth comes rough
I’m proud of its getting my degree
First one in my family
I cherish its freedom
’Cause that’s what let me be me
This country, this country made me
[Verse 2]
Walked that stage
Worn boots, Sunday shirt
Grandpa wiped his eyes
Said, “Boy, you earned that work”
From cornfield summers
To that college dorm
This red, white and blue
Held the door
[Outro]
So here’s my heart
Here’s my wide‑open hand
I’m a small‑town son
Of a big, good land
I cherish its freedom
Every breath I breathe
This country
This country made me