Cifra de Red White Blue Jeans - Creed Fisher
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[Intro]
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[Verse]
I'm from down in the holler where the creek turns brown
Apple pie shine looks the same
Where the kids run loose, got the chickens in the coop
And the dog ain't got no chain
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You can call me white trash, you can say what you want
But, buddy, at the end of the day
I'm a true blue-collar sweating bullets for the dollar
Proud to live in the USA
[Chorus]
Well, I'm A-M-E-R-I-C-A
I love guns, God, girls and the NRA
I say what I want at any given time
Ain't afraid to pop a round right outta my 9
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The roads are dirt and the hills are rolling green
In the land of the red, white, and blue jeans
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The red and white, and blue jeans...
[Verse]
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Well, I was out in the woods at about age six
Popping pennies outta trees with a Remington
Daddy taught me hard work, momma taught me class
And grandpa taught me how to kick someone's ass
I grew up on Tombstone and Lonesome Dove
John Wayne, Wyatt Earp, and Dale Earnhardt
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I was raised to respect and protect my kin
No matter right or wrong, or what they did
[Chorus]
Well, A-M-E-R-I-C-A
I love guns, God, girls and the NRA
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I say what I want at any given time
Ain't afraid to pop a round right outta my 9
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The roads are dirt and the hills are rolling green
In the land of the red, white, and blue jeans
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The red and white, and blue jeans...
[Verse]
I might smoke a little grass but that's okay
No worse than what I'm seeing on the news today
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Hate groups putting their towns in flames
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And that bitch Nancy wants to take our guns away
Everybody wanna lie just to save their ass
Don't write a fat check that your ass can't cash
I'm God-fearing barefoot, muddy water blood-line
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Yelling USA at every single damn show of mine
[Chorus]
Cause I'm A-M-E-R-I-C-A
I love guns, God, girls and the NRA
I say what I want at any given time
Ain't afraid to pop a round right outta my 9
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The roads are dirt and the hills are rolling green
In the land of the red, white, and blue jeans.......
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Red, white, and blue jeans...
[Outro]
We're loud, We're proud
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Stand up for what's right, so bubba watch your mouth
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Fire in a jar, John Deere Green
In the land of red, white, and blue jeans
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Oh, yeah
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Red, white, and blue jeans
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These colors don't run
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It's red white to the ol' blue
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Why don't you try to burn this one son
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Red white and blue
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Red white and blue jeans....., yeah
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Red white and blue jeans