Lyrics Merica - Granger Smith, Earl Dibbles Jr.

Merica

I got my one strap snapped on my Liberty Bibs
Wad of Levi Garrett packed between my lip and my gum
Merica
Got mud kickin' off of my Red Wing boots
Sweat stained tank top in my Fruit of the Looms
Keep it tucked
Merica
We’re back to back undefeated world war champs
So take a cup, raise it up for my Uncle Sam
You know we sent a man to the moon
And before we’re done
Yeah we’ll probably send a man to the sun
Merica
Got a 12 gauge Remington on my gun rack
Stars and stripes flying high off the back of my truck
Course it’s 4×4
Merica
Buck antlers, Colonel Sanders, General Lee
Home of the brave and land of that Yee Yee
And country girls
Merica
We’re back to back undefeated world war champs
So take a cup, raise it up for my Uncle Sam
You know we sent a man to the moon
And before we’re done
Yeah we’ll probably send a man to the sun
Merica
Buck.
Truck.
Chuck.
Norris
I pledge allegiance to the flag of Merica
I crack a cold one and tip it on back to Merica
I got a right to bare arms for my barbed wire tat Merica
I’m gonna warn ya if you try to attack Merica
That we’re back to back undefeated world war champs
So take a cup, raise it up to my Uncle Sam
There’s about a zillion reasons to love where I’m from
But all you really gonna need is one
Merica