American Spirit

Riding down red dirt, driving in a white truck

Looking at a pretty blue sky

Tired eyed kids playing in a sprinkler

Daddy drinking cold Bud Light

Talk about a big life

In a small town, we ain't got a lot

But we sure found what were looking for

Georgia red lipstick, tied white tank top

Levi denim, blue eyes

Bottle rockets blowing up

Hot dogs, 7up

It ain't even fourth of July

That's just how it is around here and we love it

We wouldn't trade it all in for nothing more

It's in the song, baby, can't you feel it

And if you can't baby, listen to the lyrics

It's Friday night freedom football game

It's proud of where you from

It's your last name

It's thirteen stripes and fifty stars in the wind

So hold up your beer and holler if you hear it

That American spirit

Old red six string, white piece of paper

Scribbled down, loving blue ink

Sweet pretty girl, sweet southern melody

Sweep her right off of her feet

It's a preacher, it's a now

It's a ring on a finger and a bible

And a title on a fixer up house

It's in the song, baby, can't you feel it

And if you can't baby, listen to the lyrics

It's Friday night freedom football game

It's proud of where you from

It's your last name

It's thirteen stripes and fifty stars in the wind

So hold up your beer and holler if you hear it

That American spirit

It's in the song, baby, can't you feel it

And if you can't baby, listen to the lyrics

It's Friday night freedom football game

It's proud of where you from

It's your last name

It's thirteen stripes and fifty stars in the wind

So hold up your beer and holler if you hear it

That American spirit

Riding down red dirt, driving in a white truck

Looking at a pretty blue sky