Ain't Scared to Bleed - Creed Fisher

It was 1941\nGrandpa went to war\nOver in Philippines\nFighting with a core\nFour years in the jungle\nGave a lot to Uncle Sam\nHe left his young son at home\nCame back, he was a man\nHe looked my daddy in the eye\nSays son you don’t know me\nBut my blood runs through your veins\nAnd we ain’t scared to bleed\nHe said don’t pick fights with the weaker guys\nCause that don’t mean a thang\nIf you think you’re tough you walk up\nTo the big and baddest thang\nIf he kicks your ass, raise your glass\nAnd say thanks for schooling me\nThanks for schooling me, I’m American\nAnd we ain’t scared to bleed\nYes I am like my ol' man\nHard headed as can be\nWrong or right, we fuss and fight\nOver things that we believe\nAnd my dad would say this is our last name\nIt means the world to me\nDon’t be afraid to fight\nCause we ain’t scared to bleed\nHe said don’t pick fights with the weaker guys\nCause that don’t mean a thang\nIf you think you’re tough you walk up\nTo the big and baddest thang\nIf he kicks your ass, raise your glass\nAnd say thanks for schooling me\nThanks for schooling me, I’m American\nAnd we ain’t scared to bleed\nHe said don’t pick fights with the weaker guys\nCause that don’t mean a thang\nIf you think you’re tough you walk up\nTo the big and baddest thang\nIf he kicks your ass, raise your glass\nAnd say thanks for schooling me\nThanks for schooling me, I’m American\nAnd we ain’t scared to bleed\nI’m American\nAnd we ain’t scared to bleed