We don't have no plastic L.A. friends, Ain't on the edge of no popular trend, Ain't never seen the inside of that magazine GQ. (LIFT)A We don't care if you're a lawyer, or a Texas oil man, Or some waitress bustin'ass in some liquor stand. If you got soul we hang out with people just like you. [Refrain :] My hair's turnin'White. My neck's always been Red. My collar's still Blue. We've always been here, Just tryin'to sing the truth to you. Guess, you can say, We've always been, Red, White, and Blue. Ride our own bikes to Sturgis and pay our own dues, Smokin'camels and drinkin'domestic brews. If you want to know where i've been, just look at my hands. Yeah, I driven by the White House and spent some time in jail. Mamma cried but she still wouldn't pay my bail. I ain't been no angel, but even God he understands. [Refrain] My Daddy worked hard and so have I. We paid our taxes and gave our lives, to serve this great country So what are they complainin'about. Yeah we love our families, we love our kids. You know it's love that makes us all so rich. That's where we're at, if they don't like it they can just, Just, GET THE HELL OUT ! ! [Refrain]
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