You don't like the flag that I love waving
You don't like the God that I pray to
No, you don't like a lot of things about me
But that's all right
I still like you
And you don't like that I like country music
That I think Merle Haggard is pretty cool
No, you don't like no Okie from Muskogee
But that's all right
I still like you
I guess she'd have to flip the finger to my grandpa
And the respect he demanded from my dad
I guess I'm just a product of my mamas prayin' saying
Forgive, forget, and love your fellow man
Yeah, you despise that gun rack in my pick-up
Look down upon this simple life I choose
Hate 'bout half of everything I stand for
But that's all right
I still like you
I really do
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I guess she'd have to flip the finger to my grandpa
And the respect he demanded from my dad
I guess I'm just a product of my mamas prayin', always saying
Forgive, forget, and love your fellow man
I'm still a fighter for the flag of freedom
Lover of this life where we all get to choose
So what, you don't believe what I believe in
That's alright
I still like you
(Take it home, sons)