The Good Ol' U.S. of A. - Creed Fisher

I spent a lotta long days working hard in this town

My boss on my ass, the sun beating down

For momma and daddy, three kids back at home

My wife and my best friend, your dog and the bone

I ain’t always happy, times ain’t always good

Still pray to the good Lord for the roof and the food

And if we can live here in this place

The good old U.S. of A.

So chase all your dreams, don’t let life bring you down

You got one life to live and you’ll live it right now

One day at a time, do the best that you can

Go love on your momma while you still got the chance

Thank the good Lord you’ll live end of day

In a place like this, the good old U.S. of A.

This free air I breathe, it’s because of the braves

A lotta good men have died so we can keep it that way

It’s American dreams, it’s American pride

To know my family is safe when we lay down at night

That’s why I stand, put my hand on my heart

When old glory waves and our anthem stars

So I’m blessed to live here in this place

The good old U.S. of A.

So chase all your dreams, don’t let life bring you down

You got one life to live and you’ll live it right now

One day at a time, do the best that you can

Go love on your momma while you still got the chance

Thank the good Lord you’ll live end of day

In a place like this, the good old U.S. of A

Thank the good Lord you’ll live end of day

In a place like this, the good old U.S. of A.

In a place like this, the good old U.S. of A.