Lyrics

**Verse 1:**
Rolling down these backroads, where the eagles fly high,
With a six-pack of cold ones and the stars in the sky.
Inflation’s creeping, but we’ve got our pride,
In the heart of America, we take it in stride.
The border’s wide open, but we’ll hold our ground,
While politicians look overseas, we’re standing our sound.
The globalists are scheming, but we’ve got our roots,
In the fields and the valleys, in our cowboy boots.

**Chorus:**
We’re rising up, like a country breeze,
With a steel guitar and hearts that believe.
No more foreign wars, no globalist games,
We’re standing tall, in our American name.

**Verse 2:**
From the amber waves of grain to the piney woods,
We work this land like our daddies would.
They’re talking big deals in places far away,
But we’re here at home, and we’re here to stay.
With faith in Christ and a beer in our hand,
We’ll take back control of this promised land.
They can chase their dreams in lands unknown,
But we’ll keep the fight right here at home.

**Chorus:**
We’re rising up, like a country breeze,
With a steel guitar and hearts that believe.
No more foreign wars, no globalist games,
We’re standing tall, in our American name.

**Bridge:**
The sound of the wind through the tall oak trees,
The freedom we feel in the summer breeze.
This land is sacred, it’s where we belong,
With country rock playing, we’re steady and strong.

**Outro:**
Here’s to the red, white, and blue,
With a country rock beat, and a love that’s true.
No more global games, no more disguise,
We’ll rise together, under wide open skies.
For every farmer, every hometown hand,
We’re taking back our country, taking back our land.
With Christ as our guide, and a cold one to toast,
We’ll stand for America, the land we love most.