Tough as nails, hard as bricks

Six foot one, walkin' ten foot six

Four on the floor, twelve in the back

With a Weather Guard box and an old gun rack

Feeling fly, ridin' high

Roughneck red till the day we die

We're the eighteen wheelers haulin' loads

Up at dawn, farmers cuttin' rows

Hard hats out there poundin' roads

We're the workin' class, son, and that ain't low

Get the Copenhagen cowboy kind

We're the camouflage on that front line

Stand for the flag till the day we're dead

We're every stitch of this American thread

We're the dusty boots and late night rides

Busted knuckles and bloodshot eyes

Might break our backs, but not our pride

Roughneck red till the day we die

We're the eighteen wheelers haulin' loads

Up at dawn, farmers cuttin' rows

Hard hats out there poundin' roads

We're the workin' class, son, and that ain't low

Get the Copenhagen cowboy kind

We're the camouflage on that front line

Stand for the flag till the day we're dead

We're every stitch of this American thread

To the "never quit" stay in the fight

To the boys in blue out savin' lives

From the teachers and the preachers tryna raise 'em right

From the third shift hustle to the nine to five

To the single mom tryna feed her kids

To the bartender 'tendin' on makin' tips

We're all one people at the end of the day

No matter where we're from, we're American made

American made

We're the eighteen wheelers haulin' loads

Up at dawn, farmers cuttin' rows

Hard hats out there poundin' roads

We're the workin' class, son, and that ain't low

Get the Copenhagen cowboy kind

We're the camouflage on that front line

Stand for the flag till the day we're dead

We're every stitch of this American thread