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Everyone is a child of God
And everyone needs grace
The color of skin and the shape you’re in
Don’t matter to the human race
I won’t stand up for money
But I’ll stand up for me and you
Because this land and my traveling band
Are believers in faith, renewed
That’s the way I feel
And it’s my shield
Everyone has a right to work
If they are able to build a home
And those that need a helping hand
Should not be left alone
This continent, grand, is a glory land
Built up by common folk
Families raised on sunshine
With a little dash of hope
That’s the way I feel
And it’s my shield
Working people are the ones
Who toil till the day is done
And if we choose to chase that goal
There’ll be a golden sum
A reward paid out with gratitude
For those that made this day
And if you want to scatter sheep
This is what I have to say
That’s the way I feel
And it’s my shield
I’ve never cared to beat my chest
That’s not the way I roll
I’ll pull the strap of my saddle, tight
And giddy-up my soul
With my bootheels hanging in the breeze
And hooves shod with iron shoes
If you can’t understand what’s right
Then brother, get a clue!
That’s the way I feel
And it’s my shield
Calling names is a kid’s affair
A habit for the weak
I’ve never been one to wave my six-gun
To avoid looking mild and meek
I’ll stand with those who proudly say
That in one home we dwell
From many we are one, in name
Don’t listen to anything else
That’s how I feel
And it’s my shield
Bullies leave me feeling cold
They fail to impress
I’ll say it now, to raised eyebrows
That kind of talk is a mess
I’m more inclined to listen close
When kinship is displayed
You show me a self-righteous man
I’ll show you an early grave
That’s the way I feel
And it’s my shield
Tough talk only seeds the wind
With a taste of bad intent
It can’t follow through with anything new
We know who pays the rent
Their main concern is not to learn
About a greater life
But instead to keep it stalled and stuck
In a swirl right down the pipes
That’s the way I feel
And it’s my shield
Give me a mountain morning
And a breath of freedom, fulfilled
I’ll put a hand over my heart
To remember when blood was spilled
The sacrifice of ages came
Before we were awake
And to those brave hearts we owe debts
That can never be repaid
That’s the way I feel
And it’s my shield
From many people, we are one
That’s what the motto says
And if you decide not to join the wise
You’ll sink, not swim, instead
My belief is in the goodness
Of a union on the march
A tribe of soldiers when duty calls
A country, living large
That’s the way I feel
And it’s my shield
That’s the way I feel
And it’s my shield
That’s the way I feel
And it’s my shield

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