‘Merica!

(Verse)

Got a six-pack cooling in the back of the truck,

Stars on the flag and a whole lotta fuckin’ luck.

Got a front porch swing and a shotgun by the door,

Ain’t asking nobody what we’re fighting for.

We got church bells ringing on a Sunday morn,

And factory lights burning till another day is born.

From the dirt roads out to the city streets,

This American heart never skips a beat.

(Pre-chorus)

So raise that flag up high,

Let it wave across the sky!

From sea to shining sea,

This is where we’re meant to be!

(Chorus)

‘Merica!

Land of the free and home of the brave!

‘Merica!

Yea, we’ll take that shit to our grave!

‘Merica!

Red white blue is what we bleed!

‘Merica!

This is our home so don’t fuckin’ tread on me!

(Verse)

We got boots in the mud and our feet on the ground,

Got small-town pride from county to town.

We work for our living, we earn what we make,

And we won’t let some damn thief take what we built.

You can run your mouth, you can push your weight,

But don’t cross that line, don’t tempt your fate.

This land is our home, these freedoms are ours,

So keep your hands the hell off what ain’t yours.

(Pre-chorus)

So raise that flag up high,

Let it wave across the sky!

From sea to shining sea,

This is where we’re meant to be!

(Chorus)

‘Merica!

Land of the free and home of the brave!

‘Merica!

Yea, we’ll take that shit to our grave!

‘Merica!

Red white blue is what we bleed!

‘Merica!

This is our home so don’t fuckin’ tread on me!

(Guitar solo)

(Bridge)

From the thirteen stripes to the fifty stars,

We built this country with blood, sweat, and scars.

Generations stood up when freedom called,

And when the hammer came down, they gave it their all.

So let that eagle fly and let that anthem ring,

Let every voice across this nation sing!

We’re still standing, and we’re still free—

This is America, the land of liberty!

(Chorus)

‘Merica!

Land of the free and home of the brave!

‘Merica!

Yea, we’ll take that shit to our grave!

‘Merica!

Red white blue is what we bleed!

‘Merica!

This is our home so don’t fuckin’ tread on me!

‘Merica!

Land of the free and home of the brave!

‘Merica!

Yea, we’ll take that shit to our grave!

‘Merica!

Red white blue is what we bleed!

‘Merica!

This is our home so don’t fuckin’ tread on me!

Yea, this is fuckin’ ‘Merica!