Il testo della Song of the patriot

Im a flag waving patriotic nephew of my uncle sam
A rough riding fighting yankee man
I love mom and apple pie and the freedoms that we all enjoy
Across this beautiful land

I worked hard and i fight hard for the old red, white and blue
And ill die a whole lot harder if it comes to where i have to
Im 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 dont believe in violence, im a god fearing man
But id stand up for my country just as long as i can stand
'cause im a flag waving patriotic nephew of my uncle sam
A rough riding fighting yankee man

Im 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 achieved in many goals that i can

I was taught to turn the other cheek, but daddy used to say
Walk soft and pack a big stick, but never walk away
Im 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 had 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 group
Weve got the greenest country here on gods green earth
And im a flag waving patriotic nephew of my uncle sam
A rough riding fighting yankee man