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• Artiste: Tim Montana
• Titre: American Thread
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Tough as nails, hard as brick 6 foot 1, walkin' 10 foot 6 4 on the floor, 12 in the back With the Weather Guard box and an old gun rack Feelin' fly, ridin' high Rough neck red till the day we die We're the eighteen wheelers haulin' loads [?] farmers cuttin' rows Hardhats out there poundin' roads We're the workin' class son and that ain't low Yeah the Copenhagen cowboy kind We're the camouflage on them front lines Stand for the flag till the day we're dead We're every stitch in this American thread We're the dusty boots and late night rides Bustin' knuckles and bloodshot eyes Might break our backs but not our pride Rough neck red till the day we die We're the eighteen wheelers haulin' loads [?] farmers cuttin' rows Hardhats out there poundin' roads We're the workin' class son and that ain't low Yeah the Copenhagen cowboy kind We're the camouflage on them front lines Stand for the flag till the day we're dead We're every stitch in this American thread To the never quits, stay in the fight To the boys in blue, out savin' lives From the teachers and the preachers tryna raise 'em right From the third shift hustle to the 9 to 5 To the single mom tryna feed her kids To the bartender tendin' on makin' tips We're all one people at the end of the day No matter where we're from, we're American made We're the eighteen wheelers haulin' loads [?] farmers cuttin' rows Hardhats out there poundin' roads We're the workin' class son and that ain't low Yeah the Copenhagen cowboy kind We're the camouflage on them front lines Stand for the flag till the day we're dead We're every stitch in this American thread