(guitar intro) (Verse 1) Back when the world wore a different crown Thirteen hard roads from a restless town Farm boys stood with a borrowed name And a wild belief they could break those chains No silver spoons, just calloused hands And a promise written across this land They lit a flame no king could own And dared to stand there on their own --- (Pre-Chorus) Ink hit paper, but it cost in blood Freedom ain’t free, it never was --- (Chorus - the Beginning) We were born in the fire, forged in the fight Raised on the dream of a new kind of right From the first brave stand to the dawn’s first light We were written in red, white, and blue that night For the ones who fell and the ones who stood For a rebel cause that became something good Yeah, the bell first rang and it carried on Now we’re two hundred and fifty strong --- (Verse 2 – The Fight & Growth) Through the smoke and the thunder roll We held the line, we paid the toll From Gettysburg fields to foreign sand Still answering when freedom demands We built these towns, we paved these roads Through broken times and heavy loads Every scar and every gain Is a part of who we became --- (Pre-Chorus) We’ve bent, we’ve bruised, but we don’t break That’s the price of the vow we made --- (Chorus) We were born in the fire, forged in the fight Raised on the dream of a new kind of right From the first brave stand to the dawn’s first light We were written in red, white, and blue that night For the ones who fell and the ones who stood For a tested truth that’s still for good Yeah, that freedom call still carries on Now we’re two hundred and fifty strong --- (Bridge – Identity & Unity) From the mountains high to the coastal plains Different stories, but the same refrain We don’t always walk the same line But we stand together when it’s on the line Every voice, every name Adds a verse to the flame And that torch still lights the way Like it did back in those days --- (Final Chorus – Celebration) We were born in the fire, now we rise up proud Two hundred and fifty, singing it loud From the heartland fields to the city streets You can feel that rhythm in every heartbeat For the stars that shine and the stripes we raise For the faith that’s carried us all these days Yeah, the dream lives on, it’s where we belong Two hundred and fifty strong --- (Outro) So let it wave, let it fly Under every freedom sky After all this time… we’re still holding on… Born in the fire… Two hundred and fifty strong
