| These days you can’t get a man to work
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| People gettin' married and they still flirt
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| Don’t pledge allegiance to our flag
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| Like we used to do
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| Good men are willin' to give their lives
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| While politicians take away our rights
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| Sayin' they know best
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| What’s good for you
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| These days dads are always gone
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| Mama’s still here but she’s on her phone
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| Grandma’s raisin' the kids
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| And the devil is too
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| If you ask me, this whole world has gone to hell
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| I speak the truth but these days the truth won’t sell
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| I bleed red, white, and blue, and my ways you just can’t change
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| Wrong or right I give my life to this place called USA
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| There’s no other place that I’d rather live
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| Love my wife and teach my kids
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| About the land of the free
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| And the home of the brave
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| I’m sick and tired of people puttin' it down
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| If you don’t like it here get the heck out of town
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| Go and find somewhere you love
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| That’s fine with me
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| 'Cause we don’t need people ridin' the fence
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| You’re either ridin' with us'
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| Or you’re ridin' with them
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| Make up your mind which side you stand
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| If you ask me, this whole world has gone to hell
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| I speak the truth but these days the truth won’t sell
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| I bleed red, white, and blue, and my ways you just can’t change
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| Wrong or right I give my life to this place called USA
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| From the thin blue line to the men who died
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| Land of the freedom 'cause of the brave
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| Wrong or right they gave their life
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| To this place called USA
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| If you ask me, this whole world has gone to hell
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| I speak the truth but these days the truth won’t sell
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| I bleed red, white, and blue, and my ways you just can’t change
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| Wrong or right I give my life to this place called USA
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| Wrong or right I give my life to this place called USA |