A
We don't have no plastic L.A. friends,
G
Ain't on the edge of no popular trend,
D                                             A
Ain't never seen the inside of that magazine GQ.
   (LIFT)A
We don't care if you're a lawyer, or a Texas oil man,
G
Or some waitress bustin' ass in some liquor stand.
D                                             A
If you got soul we hang out with people just like you.

CHORUS: Give a quick lift on the A chord here.
A                 Em
My hair's turnin' White.
                      D
My neck's always been Red.
                  A
My collar's still Blue.
                  G
We've always been here,
                        D
Just tryin' to sing the truth to you.
              G
Guess, you can say,
             D
We've always been,
                A
Red, White, and Blue.

A
Ride our own bikes to Sturgis and pay our own dues,
G
Smokin' camels and drinkin' domestic brews.
D                                                    A
If you want to know where i've been, just look at my hands.
  (LIFT)A
Yeah, I driven by the White House and spent some time in jail.
G
Mamma cried but she still wouldn't pay my bail.
D                                           A
I ain't been no angel, but even God he understands.

CHORUS:LIFT ON THE A
SOLO:
A
My Daddy worked hard and so have I.
G                                        D
We paid our taxes and gave our lives, to serve this great country
                              A
So what are they complainin' about.
  (LIFT)A
Yeah we love our families, we love our kids.
G
You know it's love that makes us all so rich.
D
That's where we're at, if they don't like it they can just,
     A
Just, GET THE HELL OUT!!

CHORUS: LIFT ON THE A