[Verse 1 | warm chest voice, controlled grit | tight chug | steady phrasing, short breath after each line] Dad raised our flag before the sun, I watched him from the kitchen door; He said, “Our work is never done,” Then checked the rope and pulled once more. My children stand and look to me, Their school bags waiting by the stairs; I want them growing safe and free, I carry them in evening prayers. [Pre-Chorus | mixed voice, rising conviction | open chords, building drums] An eagle circles through the blue, I watch its wings in quiet awe; God, keep my heart and actions true, Let justice guide us through the law. [Brief band choke] [Chorus | strong melodic belt | full heavy riff | stress VOTE RED, give FREEDOM room] Old Glory lifts against the sky, We answer first to God above; Stand true beneath the eagle’s cry— Vote red for the freedom we love. Keep homes secure on every street, Make leaders answer for their word; Let honest workers make ends meet, And every citizen be heard. [Verse 2 | firm chest voice, crisp consonants | low rhythmic chug | sing evenly, no rushed words] A stolen name, a forged ID, A smuggler paid to move a load; The law must hold for you and me, No payoffs on the border road. Come build a life and keep your word, Respect the freedoms planted here; Let every lawful voice be heard, Let children grow without that fear. [Brief band choke] [Chorus | stronger mixed belt | heavy impact | same melody and phrasing] Old Glory lifts against the sky, We answer first to God above; Stand true beneath the eagle’s cry— Vote red for the freedom we love. Keep homes secure on every street, Make leaders answer for their word; Let honest workers make ends meet, And every citizen be heard. [Bridge | low chest voice | drop to bass and sparse drums | leave a beat of space between lines] My ballot isn’t theirs to buy, My faith is deeper than a name; Look grieving parents in the eye, An oath of office isn’t a game. [Guitars rebuild, voice rises] No party gets to own the truth, No office puts a man above The pledges made to all our youth, The duty owed this land we love. [Brief band choke] [Final Chorus | strongest clear belt | full guitars and drums | unhurried hook, no extra repeats] Old Glory lifts against the sky, We answer first to God above; Stand true beneath the eagle’s cry— Vote red for the freedom we love. With open eyes, I make my choice, With steady hands, I do my part; America, you have my voice, And God, You have my faithful heart. [Voice and band stop together on HEART]
