That's An American

Well I went to visit my grandpa last Christmas

Said I need to ask some questions 'bout some things I don't understand

Like God and what love means and payin' taxes

What does this country stands for, I'm askin' man to man

So we sat down on that front porch and we talked about this land

He said it's like a paintbrush to a canvas, like a needle to a thread



It's a preacher on the corner, yellin' above the crowd

And it's a new mom buyin' diapers, with the baby screamin' loud

It's the soldiers in the battle, fightin' to win the war

Some don't know why they're there,

But others know what they're fightin' for

Some will fall and some will stand

But that's an American



Well I grabbed my morning coffee and read the paper

Wall Street crashin', business slashin' jobs for the workin' man

I hear the politicians arguing over money

Both tellin' us who's right and wrong, and who's got the better plans

But while all the things I see today, they take that center-stage

I can't help but think of the people that are on that second page



Like sergeant Seven Davis, on a first tour in Iraq

And just like private first class Mitchell,

Didn't know he wouldn't make it back

They're all soldiers in this battle, fightin' to win the war

Some don't know why they're there,

But others know what they're fightin' for

Some will fall and some will stand

But that's an American



I think back to the front porch talk and grandpa tellin' me why

And pray for the ones who fight so we can have the right



To be the preacher on the corner, yellin' above the crowd

To be a new mom buyin' diapers, with the baby screamin' loud

They're all soldiers in this battle, fightin' to win the war

Some don't know why they're there, but I know what they're fightin' for

Some will fall and some will stand

But that's an American

That's an American

That's an American