My Grandmama worked at the factory floor
Sewing leather for minimum wage
While my granddaddy worked all the beer joints in town
Tryin' to forget the memories he made
'Cus when daddy was born, in 1945
We'd been fighthing for what we believed
Along with 5 other brothers, who stood by his side
They were ready, they were willing to bleed
Red, white and blue
Those colors mean something, those colors stay true
Like my family before me, I feel it too
The blood that's in my veins, runs red white and blue
My daddy grew up, on the wrong side of poor
Rubbing nickels together for heat
Well he and his sister, had barely got by
With the clothes and the shoes on their feet
So he joined the service, when he was 18
Like his daddy and his uncles before
He was ready to die. for what he believed
To fight for, what's worth fighthing for
Red, white and blue
Those colors mean something, those colors stay true
Like my family before me, I feel it too
The blood that's in my veins, runs red white and blue
SOLO PART
Well me and my sisters, got kids of our own
And my brother's coming up on 16
And my daddy taught us all, how to live off the land
And how to stand up for what we believe
Red, white and blue
Those colors mean something, those colors stay true
Like my family before me, I feel it too
The blood that's in my veins, runs red white and blue
Like my family before me, I feel it too
The blood that's in my veins, runs red white and blue
The blood that's in my veins, runs red white and blue
Outro
//Kevin
