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Folded Flag

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Folded Flag was released on May 22, 2026 by Lever Action Records as a part of the album Folded Flag - Single

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OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Mat Best

Vocals

John Marlin

Electric Guitar

Jeremy Tollas

Background Vocals

Evan Hutchings

Drums

Donny Reis

Violin

Sam Kossler

Pedal Steel Guitar

Alex Wright

Piano

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Mat Best

Songwriter

Nick Sampson

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Mat Best

Producer

John Marlin

Producer

Nick Sampson

Producer

Seth Munson

Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Ran them roads like we owned the land,

Two dumb kids with a master plan.

Laughin’ at danger, never thought about fate at all

But it put our life on different lines

I swear I seen it in your eyes

When we joked about never coming home

Now your boots fall quiet in the places I walk alone.

So I sit right here in our old spot,

Swear I feel you here but I know you’re not

I drink to the night holdin’ heavy and high,

Wishin’ you’re somewhere

Under the same old sky.

Your name still hangs on my heart like a dog tag,

And the truth hits hard in that folded flag

Your jacket’s still hangin’ on the back of that chair,

Smells like smoke and the life we shared.

You left with a promise you’d be back someday,

God why do you take the good ones away

Funny how the brave never call it brave

Just say, I’ll be fine, I’m going anyway

And I swear some nights the wind cuts through

Like a piece of you

I feel it when I

Sit right here in our old spot,

Swear I feel you here but I know you’re not

I drink to the night holdin’ heavy and high,

Wishin’ you’re somewhere

Under the same old sky.

Your name still hangs on my heart like a dog tag,

And the truth hits hard in that folded flag

Maybe you’re past that ridge where the good ones go,

Through the open gates down a golden road.

I hope you’re looking down with a smile as I

Sit right here in our old spot,

Swear I feel you here but I know you’re not

I drink to the night holdin’ heavy and high,

Wishin’ you’re somewhere

Under the same old sky.

Your name stays hanging on my heart like a dog tag,

And your memory lives in that folded flag.

Written by: Mat Best, Nick Sampson

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