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She rises before the sun, coffee in her hand
Eyes like eagles scanning the land
Don't mess with her babies, don't cross that line
She'll drop you faster than a redneck punchline
Bruce Lee in an apron, nunchucks made of love
One wrong move and you're answering above
She's the storm in the kitchen, the calm in the fight
American Momma, holding the line tonight
She prays on her knees, but stands ten feet tall
Cross her family, and honey, you'll fall
Oh, American Momma, fierce as the Fourth of July
Thunder in her heartbeat, fire in her eyes
Protector like Bruce Lee, kicking down the door
Defender of freedom, settling every score
Queen of the homestead, hunter in the night
Loving her man with all of her might
American Momma—don't test her grace
She'll bring the justice right to your face
She tracks through the shadows when evil comes near
Ultimate predator, instilling the fear
Rifle on her shoulder, Bible in her heart
She'll outsmart the devil before the danger starts
Tames the wild chaos, turns house into home
Master of the hearth where the wild things are grown
Faithful through the fire, loyal to the end
Her husband's safe harbor, his warrior, his friend
She forgives like Jesus, but fights like a Marine
Mercy in her left hand, reckoning in between
Oh, American Momma, fierce as the Fourth of July
Thunder in her heartbeat, fire in her eyes
Protector like Bruce Lee, kicking down the door
Defender of freedom, settling every score
Queen of the homestead, hunter in the night
Loving her man with all of her might
American Momma—don't test her grace
She'll bring the justice right to your face
She'll bake you a pie and then bake you in court
Teach you respect the old-fashioned sort
Stars and stripes in her veins, apple pie in her soul
She's the heartbeat of America, making broken things whole
From the porch swing vigil to the midnight watch
No threat gets past her— she's the final notch
Oh, American Momma, fierce as the Fourth of July
Thunder in her heartbeat, fire in her eyes
Bruce Lee of the cradle, guardian of the flame
Loving wife forever, calling evil by name
Queen of justice riding on a righteous wind
American Momma—where the real strength begins
Bow to the Momma who holds up the sky
American Momma—stand back and watch her fly
Yeah, she's the queen
American Momma