(feat. Vince Gill & Emmylou Harris) No one raised their hand that day when they asked for volunteers. He got picked out by default he was the only
flags of our fathers carry on The flags of our fathers carry on To each and every hero Who has ever come and gone The flags of our fathers carry on The
: (feat. Vince Gill & Emmylou Harris) No one raised their hand that day when they asked for volunteers. He got picked out by default he was the only
of our nation. Now behold this gem of old, the wonder of the Western sky. The emblem of the brave and true, the flag of our liberty, flag of our destiny
, I was burning that fucker And stringing my black flag high, Eating the peanuts That the parties have tossed you In the back seat of your father's new
Like a chicken running without its head, Our country's debt is to its dead Under a sky so cold and gray, The youth of our country died before their day
O Captain, my Captain our fearful trip is done The ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought is won The port is near, the bells I hear, the
Hands tied we're ready to, ready to force hands-off we're ready for, ready for more hands tied we're ready to force our fucking -selves once more
Thunder's roar Greetings from our fathers long time gone Tell so that no one ever will forget What is in heart goes from Father to Son (From Father to Son From Father
haze Beyond the gates every ? [sounds like "tray"] Knows only ? and these visions cease [sounds like "buttons"] Nothingness and never peace The flags
Gucci purses I ain't no expert kid, but I'll tell ya I learned this Entertainment game can, come with permanent curses Either she telling you, you the father
it's knees, when they've struck at the core of my security; my society, I go to war. Children carrying flags to be placed on their fathers' graves,
circus dogs we hunt out praise Or, when our true nature finds its way to the surface We hide in the darkness, our tails between our legs. At all costs
where God overshadows those whose ways are narrow glorified apparel we'll sport like new garb we're bondservants of the Christ of the cost the true God the Father
hate The flag of the inverted cross Menacing, held high Laughing at the "holy cross" At twelve, the virgin dies!!! Our righteous family did escape The family-father
of age Our weapons were the tongues of crying rage Where money stood We planted seeds of rebirth And stabbed the backs of fathers Sons of dirt Infiltrated business cesspools Hating through Our
missed her as we're all migrating to the place where our father lives 'cause we married in to a family of immigrants (chorus) my first allegiance is not to a flag
american flag umbrella it keeps the elements out and it?s stuck to the ground in this place but there?s room for everyone i know a way out of hell we raise all our
