| Yeah |
| Aw, man |
| Yeah |
| Comin' live from the heartland in a nowhere town |
| Dozin' off in homeroom, dreamin' 'bout gettin' out |
| Fixin' up an old Chevy and drivin' around |
| Skippin' rocks by the river and waitin' to be found |
| This for the kids workin' summers out on they family farm |
| Ten-hour days in the sun, settin' them early alarms |
| Birds chirpin', roosters crowin' at the daybreak of dawn |
| This for family traditions that we carryin' on |
| This for active duty service men and women |
| Who are representin', overseas, defendin' our freedoms |
| Missin' they family dinners |
| This for all the veterans, comin' home and just startin' over |
| Dealin' with stuff we can’t understand in the mind of a soldier |
| This for the flashbacks, the nightmares, the memories |
| The good times, the bad times |
| How it was and how it’s meant to be |
| We’ll get through this together |
| Someday, I hope, eventually |
| I just pray I’m alive to receive the blessings sent for me |
| Shout out to my country folk, the working class, the little guy |
| Some of us don’t wanna be famous, we want a simple life |
| A healthy and a happy family, we just wanna get it right |
| A house and a steady job and a cold beer on a Friday night |
| I got the red, white, and American blues |
| I’m in hand-me-down Levis and cowboy boots |
| I been lied to my whole life, now I’m in search of the truth |
| In my Cherokee doin' 90 on MacCorkle Avenue |
| I write my name on the wall so they know me |
| They keep hatin' on me, hungry like a buffet at Shoney’s |
| It’s me and the homies |
| Yeah, we got each other, but this lil' town is lonely |
| Just 'cause we went to high school together |
| Don’t mean that you know me |
| Maybe I’ll get out, I’ll drive a country mile |
| This for single moms who work two jobs to afford they house |
| For all my brothers who ain’t here, I know they’d be proud |
| I know they up there lookin' down |
| Don’t worry, I got us now |
| I’m in a beat up Chevy truck, I’m drivin' fast, I’m revvin' up |
| I’m tryna leave all of my problems, but they just ain’t lettin' up |
| I got some demons tryna knock me down, but I keep getting up |
| Everybody’s disappointin' me so I keep steppin' up |
| This that West Virginia, 304 Live, Appalachian vibes |
| Get up off your phone and go outside |
| Shit, go for a drive |
| Walk into the woods and stare up at the sky |
| And appreciate the beauty in this world |
| You only got one life to live, go on and live it |
| And if some shit needs forgivin', just forgive it |
| 'Cause life is precious, man, it could be gone in an instant |
| It’s about appreciatin' the moment and really bein' in it |
| Ayy, I got the red, white, and American blues |
| When you come from where I come from, you got nothin' to lose |
| People gonna hate on you anyways, you got nothin' to prove |
| Just stay focused, set goals, and make sure you follow through |
| I have nightmares of seein' my friends dyin' on the ground |
| Hear mamas cryin', I’m in a black tie, and it’s quiet now |
| The sad thing is it’s happened too many times to fuckin' count |
| So the second they start talkin' 'bout poppin' pills, I’m out |
| I’m turnin' that shit off |
| Get lost, get well |
| We don’t glorify that shit 'round here, we get those people help |
| They sent three million pills to a small town in West Virginia |
| While American families mourn, these companies get richer |
| It’s crooked pharma, it’s pocketed politicians |
| Doctors writin' prescriptions, enablin' addiction |
| It’s the stigma attached to dependency |
| That people judge, but don’t listen |
| They’ll engage from a distance and start treatin' you different |
| I’m barely alive, buried inside |
| It’s very confined, it’s scary, I’m blind |
| I’m wary, I’m dyin' |
| I’m barin' the weight of the world on my shoulders |
| And bidin' my time, out of my mind |
| I’m waitin' for God to send me a sign |
| I got the red, white, and American blues |
| Go out there and make a difference |
| Don’t just stare at the news |
| Follow your dreams, aim for the stars |
| But remember the truth |
| The top of the mountain’s always got the scariest views |