Lyrics:

I'm a flag waving patriotic nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough-riding fighting Yankee man
I love Mom and apple pie and the freedoms that we all enjoy
Across this beautiful land
I worked hard and I fight hard for the old red, white, and blue
And I'll die a whole lot harder if it comes to where I have to
I'm a flag-waving patriotic nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough-riding fighting Yankee man

And when I see Old Glory waving
I think of all the brave men
Who have fought and died for what is right and wrong
And when I see old glory burning
My blood begins to churning
And I could do some fighting of my own
I don't believe in violence, I'm a God-fearing man
But I'd stand up for my country just as long as I can stand
Because I'm a flag-waving patriotic nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough-riding fighting Yankee man

I'm a flag-waving patriotic nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough-riding fighting Yankee man
And I enjoy the liberty of being what I want to be
And achieved in many goals that I can
I was taught to turn the other cheek, but Teddy used to say
Walk soft and pack a big stick, but never walk away
I'm a flag-waving patriotic nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough-riding fighting Yankee man

And when I see Old Glory waving
I think of all the brave men
Who had fought and died for what is right and wrong
And when I see Old Glory burning
My blood begins to churning
And I could do some fighting of my own
Because I love all my brothers and we're proud of our group
We've got the greenest country here on God's green earth
And I'm a flag-waving patriotic nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough-riding fighting Yankee man