| He keeps a spit cup wedged 'tween the dash and the windshield
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| Wore out spot where his hand lays on the wheel
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| Fourteen years of back and forth
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| Of work and Church and honey do’s
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| He’s a hardhat, hammer swiggin', won’t hear him whine
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| Kick some butt, wrap it up, crack a beer, high five
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| God fearing son of pride and strength
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| That’s exactly what he’s turned into
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| He’ll fight tooth and nail for his family
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| Give the shirt right off his back for a friend in need
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| So let’s all raise a glass to the guy who never asked
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| Any praise for a job well done
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| All the blood, sweat and tears, standing tall, no fear
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| He’s the backbone of this land
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| It’s long overdue, here’s to the American man
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| The American man
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| Flies the stars and stripes on a pole in the front yard
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| Picture of his wife and kids as a bookmark
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| To keep his place inside the Good Book
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| The words he believes and lives by
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| He’s gonna make mistakes like anyone
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| But he’s gonna make it right 'fore the day is done
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| So let’s all raise a glass to the guy who never asked
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| Any praise for a job well done
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| All the blood, sweat and tears, standing tall, no fear
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| He’s the backbone of this land
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| It’s long overdue, here’s to the American man
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| So let’s all raise a glass to the guy who never asked
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| Any praise, he just gave
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| All the blood, sweat and tears, he stood tall with no fear
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| Let’s all raise a glass to the guy who never asked
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| Any praise for a job well done
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| All the blood, sweat and tears, standing tall, no fear
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| He’s the backbone of this land
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| It’s long overdue, this song’s for you, the American man
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| The American man
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| This one’s for you to host, the American man
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| American man, it’s me, the American man, that’s right |