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[Verse 1]
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Tough as nails, hard as bricks,
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six foot one, walkin' ten foot six.
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Four on the floor, twelve in the back,
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with the Weather Guard box and an old gun rack.
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Devine, ridin' high. Rough neck red 'til the day we die.

[Chorus]
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We're the 18 wheelers haulin' loads,
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honky tonk farmers cuttin' rows;
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hard hats out there poundin' roads,
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we're the workin' class son and that ain't low.
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The Copenhagen cowboy kind
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with the camouflage on their front lines;
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stand for the flag 'til the day we're dead.
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We're every stitch in this American thread.

[Interlude]
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[Verse 2]
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We're the dusted boots and late night rides,
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busted knuckles and bloodshot eyes.
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Might break our backs but not our pride,
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rough neck red 'til the day we die.

[Chorus]
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We're the 18 wheelers haulin' loads,
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honky tonk farmers cuttin' rows;
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hard hats out there poundin' roads,
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we're the workin' class son and that ain't low.
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The Copenhagen cowboy kind
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with the camouflage on their front lines;
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stand for the flag 'til the day we're dead.
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We're every stitch in this American thread.

[Interlude]
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[Bridge]
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To the never quit stay in the fight,
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to the boys in blue out savin' lives,
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from the teachers and the preachers tryna raise 'em right,
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from third shift hustle to the nine to five.
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To the single mom tryna feed her kids,
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to the bartender tendin' on makin' tips,
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we're all one people at the end of the day,
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no matter where we're from we're American made   (American made).

[Chorus]
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We're the 18 wheelers haulin' loads,
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honky tonk farmers cuttin' rows;
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hard hats out there poundin' roads,
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we're the workin' class son and that ain't low.
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The Copenhagen cowboy kind
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with the camouflage on their front lines;
      D
stand for the flag 'til the day we're dead.
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We're every stitch in this American thread.

[Outro]
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