American Son - Hellbot

This land is hard, this land is mean This dirt is ripped on the blood it's seen Raised on a good book, hand on a gun Never backing down, the American son I was born from the blood of a working man Standing a fight for those who can't I put my hand across my heart even through the hard times I get chills on my back when I see old glory fly This land is hard, this land is mean This dirt is ripped on the blood it's seen Raised on a good book, hand on a gun Never backing down, the American son I ain't afraid to sweat, I ain't afraid to bleed Stand along for what we believe Wrap around my feet, live on my knees There ain't no man gonna take it from me Cuz This land is hard, this land is mean This dirt is ripped on the blood it's seen Raised on a good book, hand on a gun Never backing down, the American son I pledge allegiance to the Flag of the United States of America and to the Republic for which it stands, one nation, under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all. We come from the farms and the ranches All field hands, the ones that turn to branches We built these bridges and roads The big rig droppers, calling low The mason, the cop, the cold miner, The banker, the lawyer, the fire-fighter, I'm the man in the shadows who carries a gun, I'm a shooting dog, the American son I am the American son, Never backing down, ain't never gonna run, I am the American son, Never backing down, ain't never gonna run I am the American son, Never backing down, ain't never gonna run I am the American son, Gonna take it to my grave when they day is done