We once stood tall with friends held near, A beacon on a hill, a light so clear. Now Trump hates our friends, cheers our foes, There's no moral guide, it’s anything goes. I’m proud to be an American, Without fear of the Orange tide. I’d rather fight than sell my soul And let this corruption thrive. Our Leaders kiss the ring and bend the knee, Sell their sacred honor to avoid a Primary They’re just politicians, not the Free Puppets for Trump and we all see. I’m proud to be an American, Without fear of the Orange tide. I’d rather fight than sell my soul And let this corruption thrive. When lies are law and truth is crime, The people rise, it's fighting time. It happened before, just look and see the rhyme. I’m proud to be an American, Without fear of the Orange tide. I’d rather fight than sell my soul And watch my country die.