SONG OF THE PATRIOT

I'm a flag waving patriotic
Nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough ridin', fightin' Yankee man.

I love mom and apple pie
And the freedoms that we all enjoy
Across this beautiful land

I worked hard and I'd fight hard
For the old Red, White, and Blue
And I'll die a whole lot harder if
It comes to where I have to.

I'm a flag wavin' patriotic
Nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough riding, fightin' Yankee man.

And when I see "Old Glory" wavin'
I think of all the brave men
Who have fought and died
For what is right and wrong

And when I see "Old Glory" burnin'
My blood begins to churnin'
And I could do some fightin' of my own.

I don't believe in violence
I'm a God fearing man,
But I'd stand up for my country
Just as long as I could stand

'Cause I'm a flag waving patriotic
Nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough riding, fighting Yankee man.

I'm a flag wavin' patriotic
Nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough riding, fightin' Yankee man.

And I enjoy the liberty of being what I want to be
And achieving any goal that I can
I was taught to turn the other cheek,
But Teddy used to say:
"Walk soft and pack a big stick,
but never walk away."

And I'm a flag waving patriotic
Nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough riding, fighting Yankee man.
 

And when I see "Old Glory" wavin'
I think of all the brave men
That fought and died
For what is right and wrong

And when I see "Old Glory" burnin'
My blood begins to churnin'
And I could do some fightin' of my own

'Cause I love all my brothers
And we're proud of our birth
We've got the greatest country
Here on God's green earth.

And I'm a flag waving patriotic
Nephew of my Uncle Sam.
A rough riding, fighting Yankee man.