Beside my brothers and my sisters I will proudly take a stand When liberty's in jeopardy I will always do what's right I'm out here on the front lines I'm just trying to be a father Raise a daughter and a son Be a lover to their mother Everything to

This is gonna be the best day of my life My li-i-i-i-i-ife Wo-o-o-o-o-oh, wo-o-o-o-o-oh I'm never gonna look back Woah, never gonna give it up I had a dream so big and loud I jumped so high I touched the clouds I stretched my hands out to the sky We

Hey, hey what can I say I grew up in the heartland USA I sing it loud and proud and I make a lotta noise I'm an all-American middle class white boy We wasn't rich but we wasn't poor Lived on a cul-de-sac 'til my parents divorced I drove a hand-me-down

I like it ice cold, I take it with a lime, Canadian, Mexican, Heineken, American, they're all real good friends of mine I like it in a mug, in a bottle, or a cup, I like it with a shot Friday, the week was long Can't wait to get my twist-off off One sip

Do I have to change my name This type of modern life Am I gonna be a star Will it get me far Should I lose some weight And you know I'm satisfied I tried to be a boy Is it for me Is it for free

The FEMA plans to imprison American citizens have generated A lot of interest around the country In locating the potential prison camps throughout the country These may be facilities currently being used as prisons Such as those you saw earlier, or

I'm just trying to find a way to make it back home I'm just trying to get home I'm not trying to stop a hurricane I'm not trying to shake the ground below I'm not trying to part the ocean waves I'm not trying to overthrow the throne I've been gone for so

This is gonna be the best day of my life My li-i-i-i-i-ife Wo-o-o-o-o-oh, wo-o-o-o-o-oh I'm never gonna look back Woah, never gonna give it up I had a dream so big and loud I jumped so high I touched the clouds I stretched my hands out to the sky We

Glory, glory hallelujah His truth is marching on Look away, look away, look away Dixieland Oh, I wish I was in the land of cotton Old times they are not forgotten Oh, I wish I was in Dixie, away, away In Dixieland I take my stand to live and die in Dixie

I'm bleedin' American gold, gold, gold, yeah, yeah I lost some friends, some friends that I didn't want to I lost some stars, my heart bleeds red, white, and blue I've been in and out of the fire battling for you (oh oh) Bleeding on American soil I bleed