Well the suits in DC talk a real smooth game
Shakin' hands, kissin' babies, but it’s all the same
They line their pockets, turn their backs on the land
While we’re bustin’ our knuckles and workin’ with our hands
We raise our kids on prayer and pride
Keep a rifle close and our doors open wide
We ain’t the kind to sit and beg
We stand our ground on dirt and legs
We the people, we’ve had enough
Of lies and greed from the ones above
We’re God-fearin’, beer-drinkin’, red-blooded strong
Workin’ daylight to dusk just to carry on
It’s time to rise, take back what they stole
From the heartland farms to the dusty coal
Yeah, the fire’s lit and it’s burnin’ bold—
We the people, we’re takin’ control
They make the laws but they don’t obey
Send our boys to war, then look the other way
But out here we know wrong from right
We don’t need their rules to win this fight
We ride with honor, faith, and steel
We don't kneel unless it’s to heal
Freedom’s not for sale or trade
It's born in sweat and proudly made
We the people, we’ve had enough
Of lies and greed from the ones above
We’re God-fearin’, truck-drivin’, country-livin’ proud
Laughin’ loud, playin’ hard, standin’ tall and loud
It’s time to rise, take back what they stole
From mountain highs to the southern soul
Yeah, the fire’s lit and it’s burnin’ bold—
We the people, we’re takin’ control
So let the flag wave high, let the eagle scream
This land was made for more than their schemes
They forgot who they’re workin’ for, but we still know—
We the people, we’re takin’ control.