Iron Will (Remastered)

Verse 1 Boots hit the floor before daylight broke, Pressed white shirt and the smell of smoke. Blue-collar hands, worn rough with pride, Old glory stitched deep down inside. Union pin on his Sunday coat, Said, "A handshake used to mean an oath. Back when I was young down here, Work came first—not hate or fear." Verse 2 Grandpa woke with coffee strong, Radio humming an old war song. Lines on his face told stories still, Voice like thunder, iron will. He said, "Girl, don't borrow your mind. Truth's buried deeper than you'll ever find. Read it yourself, don't follow the crowd. The loud ain't always right 'cause they're loud." Chorus Stand for something or you'll lose it all. Watch giants stumble when the small stand tall. Freedom's never been free to keep; It's paid in blood that still runs deep. It ain't bought by speeches or a pen, It's earned by ordinary women and men. That price gets paid from age to age, By names that never make the page. Verse 3 "Know your rights, know where they stand. Freedom slips through careless hands. Power serves—it don't wear a crown. The people built it; the people tear it down. Judge no soul by the skin they're in. Measure hearts by the lives they've lived. Leave your freedoms lying still, That's when tyrants get their fill." Final Chorus / Outro Stand for something every day. Don't let your backbone fade away. I still hear Grandpa calling me, Like an old hymn sung in liberty. Raised on faith and harbor flame, Hard-earned rights and family name. His words still echo, loud and clear— Stand your ground. Don't live in fear.