Born in Detroit
When the world was still young
1911, Louis Chevrolet hung
A bowtie on the grill
Said "Boys, let's roll"
From Model T dust to takin' control
We hauled the troops home
When the war was won
Built half the tanks
That stared down the Hun
Every Main Street parade
Had a Chevy in front
Stars, stripes
And small-block thunder up front
Ford might've started it
Mopar might shine
But when the flag goes up, brother
That bowtie aligns
Chevy heavy, runnin' down the dream
Heartbeat of the heartland
Gasoline in the veins
From the farms to the factories
Coast to the coast
If it's American muscle
Chevy carries the most
Red, white, and chrome – yeah
We wave it proud
Chevy heavy, say it loud!
Bowtie forever, never back down
Chevy's the king wearing
America's crown
'55 Bel Air with the tri-five glow
Kids in the back seat, AM radio
Springsteen on the eight-track
Freedom in the breeze
Ain't no import ever felt like these
We raced on the weekends
Worked Monday to Friday
Paid for the house
With a 9-to-5 in a Blazer
When the towers fell
We filled every truck
Drove through the smoke
Just to pull people up
They can keep their rice rockets
Keep their fancy badges
We'll keep the V8 faith
And the star-spangled habits
Chevy heavy
Runnin' down the dream
Heartbeat of the heartland
Gasoline in the veins
From the farms to the factories
Coast to the coast
If it's American muscle
Chevy carries the most
Red, white, and chrome – yeah
We wave it proud
Chevy heavy, say it loud!
Bowtie forever, never back down
Chevy's the king wearing
America's crown(Bridge)
Corvette on the runway
Silverado in the mud
Camaro burnin' rubber
Got freedom in the blood
From the assembly line heroes
Punchin' that clock
To the boy in the driveway
With his first small-block –
This ain't just steel
Man, this is who we are
Every turn of the key is a shootin' star
Chevy heavy, still runnin' the dream
Even when they go electric
We'll keep that soul supreme
From Normandy beaches
To the moon and back
Every mile we roll
Puts the world on track
Red, white, and chrome
Till the day I die
Chevy heavy, ridin' high!
Bowtie forever, never back down
Chevy's the king wearin'
America's crown!(Outro)
So crank that small-block
Let the duals both sing
Chevrolet, baby – long live the king
Chevy heavy America strong
Bowtie 'til I'm gone