American Son

This land is hard, this land is mean This dirt is red from 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 Stand and 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 red from the blood it's seen Raised on the 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 alone for what I believe Rather die on my feet than live on my knees There ain't no man that's gonna take it from me Cuz This land is hard, this land is mean This dirt is red from the blood it's seen Raised on the good book, hand on a gun Never backing down, the American son We come from the farms and the ranches The oil field hands, the ones who turn the wrenches We built these bridges and roads Yeah the big rig drivers, haulin' a load We're the mason, the cop, the cold miner The banker, the lawyer, and the fire fighter I'm the man in the shadows who carries a gun I'm a sheep dog, the American Son I am the American son Never backing down, I ain't never gonna run I am the American son Never backing down, I ain't never gonna run I am the American son Never backing down, I ain't never gonna run I am the American son I'm gonna take it to my grave when my day is done