Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Stars on my shoulders Dust on these boots Red, white, blue in my veins All the way through (yeah) [Verse 1] Came up small town Flag on the pole at dawn Granddad in his chair Telling stories till the light was gone Talkin’ 'bout skies that shook Thunder that saved their lives Angel with teeth of steel Screaming in low, then climbs [Pre-Chorus] I learned courage on that porch step Learned to stand when the storm hit They said freedom’s never free And I believe it, I believe it [Chorus] I got that Warthog freedom in my blood (hey!) Steel wings watching from above From the dirt road fields To the desert sun We don’t bow, we don’t break, we don’t run I’m proud of this place that I love Yeah, that Warthog freedom in my blood [Verse 2] Hands on the wheel Old Ford, one headlight cracked Radio flipping from a rhyme To a twang, then back I hear that roar in the distance Feel safe when the engines cry Big boots standing on the border of "Do or die" [Pre-Chorus] So raise that flag a little higher Sing that name like a choir Every heart that chose to serve Give 'em honor, give 'em every word [Chorus] I got that Warthog freedom in my blood (oh!) Steel wings watching from above From the dirt road fields To the desert sun We don’t bow, we don’t break, we don’t run I’m proud of this place that I love Yeah, that Warthog freedom in my blood [Bridge] For the ones out there in camo Far from home, under strange skies Know this country’s got your back, oh Every prayer, every porch light We ain’t perfect but we’re trying Hand on heart when the anthem’s sung Long as that eagle keeps flying We stand as one (we stand as one) [Chorus] I got that Warthog freedom in my blood (hey!) Steel wings watching from above From the dirt road fields To the desert sun We don’t bow, we don’t break, we don’t run I’m proud of this place that I love Yeah, that Warthog freedom in my blood That Warthog freedom in my blood (ooh) That Warthog freedom in my blood
Tags
rap, Hybrid rap-rock-country anthem with male vocals; gritty drop-tuned guitars locked to a knocking trap kit and swinging country backbeat, halftime verse grooves exploding into a big shout-along hook. Layered gang vocals on the title line, subtle banjo and slide guitar in the margins, and a soaring, patriotic bridge with stacked harmonies before a final, hard-hitting chorus., country, rock
Duration
3:28
Instrumental
No
Created
3/31/2026