There's a two-lane road through a small town square,
Old Glory flyin' high in the summer air.
Church on Sunday, boots in the dust,
We say what we mean, and we earn our trust.
Fields of corn, kids playin' ball,
Fireflies lightin' up the nightfall.
It's more than land—it's who we are,
Freedom written in every star.
This is red, white, and country, bold and free,
From the heart of the plains to the shining sea.
Where the flag don't fall, and the pride runs deep,
In every promise we still keep.
Where the eagle flies and the people pray,
And we thank the Lord every day—
Yeah, this is home, this is us,
This is the land we love and trust.
Red, white, and country—USA.
We raise our kids to work and care,
Lend a hand, say a prayer.
We back our troops, stand our ground,
Sing the anthem loud and proud.
From pickup trucks to county fairs,
Freedom lives in the southern air.
With every voice, with every song,
We carry this nation strong.
This is red, white, and country, bold and free,
From the heart of the plains to the shining sea.
Where the flag don't fall, and the pride runs deep,
In every promise we still keep.
Where the eagle flies and the people pray,
And we thank the Lord every day—
Yeah, this is home, this is us,
This is the land we love and trust.
Red, white, and country—USA.
From Nashville lights to the Texas stars,
We're stitched together with battle scars.
But we don't break—we rise again,
This country spirit never ends.
Red, white, and country, tried and true,
A land of honor, me and you.
Where dreams are born and heroes stay,
And freedom never fades away.
Where the eagle flies and the people pray,
And we thank the Lord every day—
Yeah, this is home, this is us,
Forever strong, forever just—
Red, white, and country—USA.