Something you can't describe
Dad said, "Son I'm proud you won
But the game is more than any toy"
And be proud you're southern born"
You play when you're hurt and you
'Cause that was Grandpa's way
And the biscuits are better
And the gravy taste great all day
something you feel inside
Something you can't describe,
something you cannot hide
Traditions run deep and wide
When a baby is born we all celebrate
With tears of joy in family eyes
'Cause we all know the baby will
grow up with American pride
And we don't all look alike
But if the cause is right
To protect our American pride
Sing it, sing it, sing it
American pride yes it is something
It's something you can't describe,
it's something you can't hide
Traditions run deep and wide
With American pride, it's American pride