Dying Breed

Granddaddy drank Bourbon and Mama drank wine Daddy'd whip my ass if I stepped out of line Yeah, you either won or you lost but nobody tied And my feelings ain't hurt, hell I turned out just fine Well, the truck that I drive is American made The sweat on my shirt's keeping all the bills paid Stars and Stripes still fly and Jesus still saves And I'll kneel for one and stand when the other one waves If I'm the last of a dying breed I'll sure go out swinging and showing my teeth Heaven, help this ol' world and where it all leads If I'm the last of a dying breed If I'm the last of a dying breed There's a barbed wire fence round my whole property line There's holes in my Wranglers and mud on my tires There's a steel in my country and a gun on my side And if you'd like to take on me, you're welcome to try If I'm the last of a dying breed I'll sure go out swinging and showing my teeth Heaven, help this ol' world and where it all leads If I'm the last of a dying breed Bless the boots on the ground here at home and overseas One nation under God, we will always be I don't know about you, but I like being free If that pisses you off, hell, that's fine by me 'Cause if I'm the last of a dying breed I'll sure go out swinging and showing my teeth Heaven, help this ol' world and where it all leads If I'm the last of a dying breed If I'm the last of a dying breed Let me live out my days and then bury me deep In American clay where my heroes all sleep If I'm the last of a dying breed If I'm the last of a dying breed