Stars, Stripes & Steel

Yeah We grill first We pray first But we don't run Turn it up Got a flag on the porch, dust on the floor Granddad boots by the old screen, though we got lunch, pale hands Night shift eyes, folks holding this place up, quiet as the sunrise You'll find faith in the back row pew, find tattoos, singing born brand new Colder in the city, roughneck rigs, same pledge, running through a million gigs Folks cross streets just to stand in line, chasing that shot with the stars in mind We ain't perfect, man, that's just real But we got this ground with stars, stripes and steel We'd rather toast, march, mellows, raise our young But don't confuse that peace with rollover song We got star straps and steel Warm hearts, big boots and iron wheels Chasing to a war or fire But we won't back down when it hits our lives Hands to the sky for the brave and the bruised For every last soul that had something to lose We love deep, stand tall And we don't need a fair yet star Stripes and steel You got doc men hauling on the east coast cranes Old field boys in the west heat pain Mama's in scrubs on the graveyard spin Farmer's praying rain on the dry weekend We got accents thick, some soft, some numb But we all know the words when the rice on comes From the body roll block to the red clay Here we meet in the middle on star stripes and still We'll feed you first if you show up broke Pass that plate, pour that coat But if you come swinging at the home we love You're gonna learn quick when we're made up We don't want smoke but we know that cost We fold it too many flats, can't have too much loss We don't slug it off We got star stripes and steel Barbecue smoke in a backbone reel We don't go looking for trouble to start But we don't play games with a homeland heart Hands in the air for the boots in the sand For the ones still wouchin' over this land We ain't perfect From the back road dust to the neon glare From the trailer park lot to the high rise air We don't all vote same, don't all dress alike But we lock in tight when it's time to fight If you love this place you might keep my friend Break bread, break beers we can start and end But if you come here trying to burn it down You need a million hearts standing that ground We got star stripes and steel Blood ball freedom For nobody's throne, we just guard this patch that we call home Hands up high for the lost and found For the ones who stayed laying in hollow ground We ain't perfect, but we're damn sincere We're starstripes and stills and stand beside you. But if you come to break this house, you're gonna meet star stripes and steel. you