with their hammers and their nails and their bags of sand saving what they could from the rising tide Well weve made it through the hard times, through the twisters floods and droughts Preserving our way of life, and heres what its all about CHORUS BRIDGE Then one of our local boys, got called to serve his land His face was on the evening news, caught in the enemys hands Yellow ribbons of faith and hope, tied round every tree A nation came together, we became one family And then when he stepped off that plane, he was back where he belonged A nations prayers were answered, a hero had come home To a small town set against a wide open sky My youngest on my shoulders, to see a hero in real life With the wind chimes singin in the summer breeze Folks wavin flags cause theyre proud to be free Thats country, my way Yea thats country The American way, my way