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Lyrics
[Intro]
Strummin' on the banjo, harmonica wailin' free,
Raise up that flag, y'all, for all to see.
A land of dreams, fought for so long,
From the dirt roads to the city’s song.
[Verse 1]
Two hundred fifty years, we've come so far,
From chains and shackles to a shining star.
Women fought hard, to stand so tall,
Built a nation that can’t ever fall.
[Pre-Chorus]
But what’s become of the land we love?
Lost in the smoke, the dirt, the dust of.
Change so quick, it’s hard to see,
Where we’re goin’, oh where’s our history?
[Chorus]
Hold tight, hold true, to the heart of the land,
Red dirt roots and the stubborn pen in hand.
Remember the dreams, the brave and the free,
This country’s come from thee.
[Verse 2]
From pickin' crops under the hot sun,
To skyscrapers rising one by one.
City lights and the country roads,
Where the mighty Saint and the simple bow.
[Pre-Chorus]
What have we lost in the rush and roar?
The land of milk and honey on the shore.
We can still rise, we can still stand,
Remember what our ancestors planned.
[Chorus]
Hold tight, hold true, to the heart of the land,
Red dirt roots and the stubborn pen in hand.
Remember the dreams, the brave and the free,
This country’s come from thee.
[Bridge]
Bring back the pride, the old-time grace,
Stand tall together, face the race.
From slavery’s chains to women’s rights,
We fought for justice, we fought for lives.
[Outro]
So here’s to the land that we call home,
With every heartbeat, every stone.
Keep our spirit alive and strong,
For this great nation, our forever song.
Details
GeneratedJan 17, 2026
Duration3:14
LanguageEnglish
Style
Red dirt country feel, banjo, harmonica, kick bass, soulful and patriotic, male
Credits
Prompt by
ItsMeC
ItsMeCModelAria v5
