american thread

tough as nails

hard as brick

6 foot 1

walkin' 10 foot 6

4 on the floor

12 in the back

with the weather guard box and an old gun rack

feelin' fly

ridin' high

rough neck red till the day we die

we're the eighteen wheelers haulin' loads

up at dawn farmers cuttin' rows

hardhats out there poundin' roads

we're the workin' class son and that ain't low

yeah the copenhagen cowboy kind

we're the camouflage on them front lines

stand for the flag till the day we're dead

we're every stitch in this american thread

we're the dusty boots and late night rides

bustin' knuckles and bloodshot eyes

might break our backs but not our pride

rough neck red till the day we die

we're the eighteen wheelers haulin' loads

up at dawn farmers cuttin' rows

hardhats out there poundin' roads

we're the workin' class son and that ain't low

yeah the copenhagen cowboy kind

we're the camouflage on them front lines

stand for the flag till the day we're dead

we're every stitch in this american thread

to the never quits

stay in the fight

to the boys in blue

out savin' lives

from the teachers and the preachers tryna raise 'em right

from the third shift hustle to the 9 to 5

to the single mom tryna feed her kids

to the bartender tendin' on makin' tips

we're all one people at the end of the day

no matter where we're from

we're american made

we're the eighteen wheelers haulin' loads

up at dawn farmers cuttin' rows

hardhats out there poundin' roads

we're the workin' class son and that ain't low

yeah the copenhagen cowboy kind

we're the camouflage on them front lines

stand for the flag till the day we're dead

we're every stitch in this american thread