Song Of The Patriot

I'm a flag waving, patriotic nephew of my Uncle Sam A rough riding fighting Yankee man I love mom and applie pie, And the freedoms that we all enjoy across this beautiful land I work hard and I 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 waving, patriotic nephew of my Uncle Sam A rough riding fighting Yankee man And when I see old Glory waving 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 Bul I'll stand up for my country just as long as I can stand Cause I'm a flag waving, patriotic nephew of my Uncle Sam A rough riding fighting Yankee man I'm a flag waving, patriotic nephew of my Uncle Sam A rough riding fighting Yankee man And I enjoy the liberty of being what I want to be and achieve any goals that I can I was taught to turn the other cheeck, but daddy used to say Walk soft and pack a big stick, but never walk away I'm a flag waving, patriotic nephew of my Uncle Sam A rough riding fighting Yankee man And When I see old Glory waving 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 Cause I love all my brothers and were proud of our group We've got the greenest country here on God's green earth I'm a flag waving, patriotic nephew of my Uncle Sam A rough riding fighting Yankee man