Song of the Patriot Songtext
von Johnny Cash
Song of the Patriot Songtext
I′m 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 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 cheek, but daddy 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 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
And I'm a flag waving, patriotic nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough riding fighting Yankee man.
A rough riding fighting Yankee man
I love mom and apple 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 cheek, but daddy 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 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
And I'm a flag waving, patriotic nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough riding fighting Yankee man.
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