[Intro - swampy slide riff, kick drum thumpin’ slow] Yeah... You can shine a lie, but you can’t chrome the truth. [Verse 1 - gritty groove] They sellin’ freedom in a brand new jar, Got a flag on the label, sayin’ “buy who you are.” Talk real loud ‘bout a promise they broke, Blowin’ smoke like it’s gospel smoke. They say “trust the plan,” I say “trust the dirt,” Got ten calluses, and one clean shirt. If liberty’s pain, then I’ll take the sting — Better die a man than live as a thing. [Chorus - dirty guitar riff, gang shouts on the hook] I BEEN RED, WHITE & USED, BEEN SOLD AND CONFUSED! I AIN’T PLAYIN’ BY THEIR GAME, IF FREEDOM’S BLOOD — I’LL BLEED MY NAME! YEAH, I’M RED, WHITE & USED. [Verse 2 - thick blues swing, sly grin in delivery] Now they talk ‘bout peace with a brand new gun, Sell you the fear, call it fun. Talkin’ about choice in a concrete cage, But I ain’t dancin’ for minimum wage. I’ll take dirt roads over polished lies, Moonlight truth and firefly skies. They can write their rules, I’ll break the pen, You can’t chain a storm or cage the wind. [Chorus - louder, more swagger] I BEEN RED, WHITE & USED, BEEN SOLD AND CONFUSED! I AIN’T PLAYIN’ BY THEIR GAME, IF FREEDOM’S BLOOD — I’LL BLEED MY NAME! YEAH, I’M RED, WHITE & USED. [Bridge - slide guitar solo, engine-revving groove] (Spoken drawl) Yeah, they call it liberty, But they charge by the ounce. And I’m out here earnin’ mine the hard way. One scar at a time. [Guitar solo - nasty, bluesy, down-and-dirty tone] [Final Chorus - big and proud, full band] I BEEN RED, WHITE & USED, BEEN SOLD AND CONFUSED! I AIN’T PLAYIN’ BY THEIR GAME, IF FREEDOM’S BLOOD — I’LL BLEED MY NAME! YEAH, I’M RED, WHITE & USED — BUT I’M STILL REFUSIN’ THE CHAINS! [Outro - slide guitar fade with slow, dirty laugh] Heh... Can’t buy me, man. I’m already paid in full.
