[Verse 1]
Dust on the boots
Kids on their dads’ shoulders
Main street’s red, white, and blue
Old Glory on the courthouse
Gold star mom in the front row
Hand on her heart, eyes closed
[Chorus]
Here’s to 250 more Julys
From the cornfields to the ocean tides
Every small-town porch light shining bright
For the ones who stand the watch at night
Raise that flag up to the sky
Let freedom ring, let the eagles fly
From the first brave fight to the sparks tonight
Here’s to 250 more Julys
[Verse 2]
Young soldier on FaceTime
Calling from far away sand
Says, “Grill one for me, Dad
I’m good, I’m with my band”
Fireworks in the background
Mix with his uniform tan
[Chorus]
Here’s to 250 more Julys
From the pine hills to the city signs
Every folded letter, every goodbye
Every welcome home, tear in your eye
Raise that flag up to the sky
Let freedom ring, let the eagles fly
From the first brave fight to the sparks tonight
Here’s to 250 more Julys
[Bridge]
From the ink on that old page
To the boots on the ground today
We’re the promise they were praying
Still holding on, still saying (still saying)
[Chorus]
Here’s to 250 more Julys
From the ranch gates to the county lines
Every star stitched in that sky of stripes
Every oath sworn, “I will stand and fight”
Raise that flag up to the sky
Let freedom ring, let the eagles fly
From the first brave fight to the sparks tonight
Here’s to 250 more Julys
Yeah, from their first brave fight to these sparks tonight
Here’s to 250 more Julys