American Son - Charlie Daniels, Scooter Brown Band

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 backin' down, the American son

I was born from the blood of a workin' man

Stand and fight for those who can’t

I put my hand 'cross my heart even through the hard times

I get chills on my back when I see Old Glory fly

'Cause 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 backin' 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

'Cause 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 backin' 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

Oilfield hand, the ones that turn wrenches

We built these bridges and roads

The big rig droppers, callin' low

The mason, the cop, the coal miner

The banker, the lawyer, the fire-fighter

I’m the man in the shadows who carries a gun

I’m a shootin' dog, the American son

I am the American son

Never backin' down, ain’t never gonna run

I am the American son

Never backin' down, ain’t never gonna run

I am the American son

Never backin' down, ain’t never gonna run

I am the American son

Gonna take it to my grave when they day is done