Still Stand for That Flag

[Verse 1]
Sand in my boots
Still in the tread
Airport lights
Buzz in my head
Rolling through town
On a old church bus
Thought coming home
Would feel like it used to
[Verse 2]
See banners I don’t know
On every light pole
Hear words ’bout this land
Said mean and cold
They drag my colors
Across the ground
Like it ain’t cost
Nobody nothing
[Chorus]
But I’ll still stand for that flag
Hand on my heart
For the brothers and sisters
Who never got this far
You can curse this dirt
Spit on what we have
I bled in the sand
So you can do that
And I’ll still
I’ll still stand for that flag
[Verse 3]
Mama made supper
TV turned on
Some fool burning
What’s on my arm
Stars and stripes
Faded on my sleeve
But every name
Stays bright inside me
[Chorus]
So I’ll still stand for that flag
Hand on my heart
For the brothers and sisters
Who never got this far
You can curse this dirt
Spit on what we have
I bled in the sand
So you can do that
And I’ll still
I’ll still stand for that flag
[Bridge]
I’ve seen kids in streets
Pray for our boots to come
I’ve watched one small cloth
Mean hope to someone
You don’t have to like it
Or sing along
That’s the price we paid
To let you be wrong (oh)
[Chorus]
But I’ll still stand for that flag
Hand on my heart
For the brothers and sisters
Who never got this far
You can curse this dirt
Spit on what we have
I bled in the sand
So you can do that
And I’ll still
Yeah, I’ll still stand for that flag

country, Modern country ballad with male vocals; gentle acoustic guitar and brushed snare in the verses, steel guitar swells under the hook. Chorus lifts with big drums, harmony stack, and a singalong crowd feel. Subtle organ bed in the bridge for a proud, emotional build, then a stripped final chorus with just guitar and voice before the full band returns for the outro.