| Folded flags and memories
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| Photographs and the rosary
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| She hangs her head as the choir sings
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| And she cries, and she cries, and she cries, and she cries
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| 'Cause her family was waiting at home and was praying for him to survive
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| That folded flag that she now owns, she holds it close tonight
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| Shots rang out, another angel cries
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| Open up the gates when he arrives
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| As he fell to the ground there was no fear in his eyes
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| They’ll bury him before they bury his pride
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| (Yeah, yeah)
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| This is for my people that are fightin' overseas
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| This is for my people keepin' all the kids free
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| Another brother got shot, another RIP
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| This is for my people that died for you and me
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| For the red, white, and blue, the stars and the stripes
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| The gunpowder residue on the letters you write
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| For every picture that you send to your lonely wife
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| I wish that we could see you just one more time
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| Now this little old town showin' you a lot of pride
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| Every store downtown has got a flag outside
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| Today I bought a six pack and went for a drive
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| I’m wishin' we could spend it like we did in '05
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| I remember what you told me when you signed on the line
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| You didn’t do it for the fame, didn’t do it for the shine
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| You didn’t do for the money, didn’t do for a dime
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| You did it for your country and American Pride
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| Shots rang out, another angel cries
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| Open up the gates when he arrives
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| As he fell to the ground there was no fear in his eyes
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| They’ll bury him before they bury his pride
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| For the red, white and blue, the stars and the stripes
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| Red, white and blue, the stars and the stripes
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| For the red, white and blue, the stars and the stripes
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| I did it for my country and American Pride
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| Shots rang out, another angel cries
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| Open up the gates when he arrives
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| As he fell to the ground there was no fear in his eyes
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| They’ll bury him before they bury his pride
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| Shots rang out, another angel cries
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| Open up the gates when he arrives
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| As he fell to the ground there was no fear in his eyes
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| They’ll bury him before they bury his pride
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| So the next time you see a soldier at one of our shows
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| You buy that soldier a drink and you tell him «Thank you»
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| And then you make a toast to freedom! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song American Pride , by - Moonshine Bandits. Song from the album Whiskey and Women Deluxe Shiner Edition, in the genre Иностранный рок