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Texty: Toby Keith. Made In America.

My old man?s that old man
Spent his life livin? off the land
Dirty hands and a clean soul
It breaks his heart seein? foreign cars
Filled with fuel that isn?t ours
And wearin? cotton we didn?t grow


[chorus]
He?s got the red, white, blue
Flyin? high on the farm
Semper fi tattooed on his left arm
Spend a little more in the store for a tag
In the back that says ?Made in America?
He won?t buy nothin? that he can?t fix
With WD-40 and a Craftsman wrench
He ain?t prejudice, he?s just
Made in America

He loves his wife and she?s that wife
That decorates on the 4th of July
But says, ?Every day is Independence Day?
She?s golden rule, teaches school
Some folks say it isn?t cool
But she says the ?Pledge of Allegiance? any way

[Repeat chorus]

Born in the heartland
Raised up a family
A King James and Uncle Sam

[Repeat chorus]

Made in America
Made in America
Yeah, my old man?s that old man
Made in America
Made in America