Song of the Patriot Lyrics

I′m a flag waving patriotic
Nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough riding, fighting, Yankee man
I love mom and apple pie
And the freedoms that we all enjoy across this beautiful land
I worked hard, and I fight hard for the old red, white and blue
And I'll die a whole lot harder if it comes to where I have to

I′m a flag waving patriotic
Nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough riding fighting Yankee man

And when I see old Glory waving
I think of all the brave men
Who have fought and died for what is right and wrong
And when I see old Glory burning
My blood begins to churnin'
And I could do some fighting of my own

I don't believe in violence
I′m a God-fearing man
But I′d stand up for my country just as long as I can stand
'Cause I′m a flag waving patriotic
Nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough riding fighting Yankee man

I'm a flag waving patriotic
Nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough riding fighting Yankee man
And I enjoy the liberty of being what I wanna to be
And achieve any goals I can
I was taught to turn the other cheek
But Teddy used to say
"Walk soft and pack a big stick, but never walk away"

And I′m a flag waving patriotic
Nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough riding fighting Yankee man

And when I see old Glory waving
I think of all the brave men
That have fought and died for what is right and wrong
And when I see old Glory burning
My blood begins to churnin'
And I could do some fighting of my own

′Cause I love all my brothers
And we're proud of our birth
We've got the greatest country here on God′s green earth
And I′m a flag waving patriotic
Nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough riding fighting Yankee man