[Verse 1] Granddad’s name carved On a rusted gate Same old flag Still guarding this place Mama at the stove Saying grace real low Kids in the yard Chasing what we sow My boots in the dust Of a promise made I was raised on work Not a fair parade If it’s all on fire Then we hold this line Lose my breath ‘fore I lose what’s mine [Chorus] I got blood in the dirt Hands on this land One on my heart The other in God’s hand We don’t bow down We don’t run or hide We’re American made From the fight inside Through the dark, through the hurt We still stand tall Family, land, and God I give Him my all If they come for our fire We just burn more bright We’re American made We don’t lose this fight (oh yeah) [Verse 2] County line church With the torn-up pews Tattooed saints In their Sunday shoes Broken folks singing Like the roof might fall But the truth in that room Could split these walls Got a cousin in boots On foreign sand Phone call prayers From a trembling hand If freedom’s a flame Then we feed that spark Light it up, light it up Through the deepest dark [Chorus] I got blood in the dirt Hands on this land One on my heart The other in God’s hand We don’t bow down We don’t run or hide We’re American made From the fight inside Through the dark, through the hurt We still stand tall Family, land, and God I give Him my all If they come for our fire We just burn more bright We’re American made We don’t lose this fight [Bridge] If they break our backs We’ll rise on our knees Lift that cross Through the wind and the weeds From the first loud cry To the last long breath We were built to stand Eye to eye with death (yeah) [Chorus] I got blood in the dirt Hands on this land One on my heart The other in God’s hand We don’t bow down We don’t run or hide We’re American made From the fight inside Through the dark, through the hurt We still stand tall Family, land, and God I give Him my all If they come for our fire We just burn more bright We’re American made We don’t lose this fight (never) We’re American made We don’t lose this fight
