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American Thread
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American Thread fue lanzado el 14 de febrero de 2020 por Tim Montana / EMPIRE como parte del álbum American Thread
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Fecha de lanzamiento14 de febrero de 2020
Sello discográficoTim Montana / EMPIRE
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BPM85

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Tim Montana
Tim Montana
Intérprete
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Tim Montana
Tim Montana
Autoría
Mike Fiorentino
Mike Fiorentino
Autoría
Josh Dunne
Josh Dunne
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Mike Fiorentino
Mike Fiorentino
Producción

Letra

[Verse 1]
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
[Verse 2]
Feeling fly, ridin' high
Roughneck red till the day we die
[Verse 3]
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
[Verse 4]
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
[Verse 5]
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
[Verse 6]
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
[Verse 7]
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
Written by: Josh Dunne, Mike Fiorentino, Tim Montana
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