Thomas Rhett - American Spirit lyrics

[Verse 1] Ridin' down red dirt Drivin' in a white truck Lookin' at a pretty blue sky Tired eyed kids playin' in a sprinkler Daddy drinkin' cold bud light Talk about a big life In a small town, ain't got a lot But we sure found what we were looking for Georgia red lipstick, tied white tanktop Levi denim blue eyes Bottle rockets blowin' up Hot dogs servin' up It ain't even fourth of july That's just how it is 'round here and we love it We wouldn't trade it all in for nothin' more [Chorus] Ohhh It's in the song, baby can't you feel it Ohhh And if you can't baby, listen to the lyrics It's friday night freedom Football game It's proud of where you from Its your last name It's thirteen stripes and fifty stars [in the wind?] So hold up your beer and holler if you hear it That American spirit [verse 2] Old red six string, white piece of paper Scribbled down, lovin' blue ink Sweet pretty girl, sweet southern melody Sweep her right off of her feet It's a preacher, it's a [?] It's a ring on a finger and bible [and a title, on a fixer up house?] [Chorus x2] Ohhh It's in the song, baby can't you feel it Ohhh And if you can't baby, listen to the lyrics It's friday night freedom Football game It's proud of where you from It's your last name It's thirteen stripes and fifty stars [in the wind?] So hold up your beer and holler if you hear it That American spirit [Outro] Ridin' down red dirt Drivin' in a white truck Lookin' at a pretty blue sky