Chase Rice - Die Tryin' Lyrics

I signed up cuz daddy's work truck couldn't pay my way through school|A chance to be like pa to give my all for the red white and blue|Fort Bragg for eight long weeks|Mud and blood and achin feet|Bonds with new brothers and shipped overseas||We get up each mornin knowin this could be the end|We still put our boots on|And do it all again|We all love livin free|And we'll keep Old Glory flyin|Or die tryin||Three tours in the sun and sand can steal a mans soul|And takin fire from faceless enemies is gettin old|But you ain't seen a fight|Til you're fightin for your life|With your brothers side by side|In Korangal||We get up each mornin|Knowin this could be the end|We still put our boots on|And do it all again|We all love livin free|And we'll keep Old Glory flyin|Or die tryin||My little girl my whole world|She's growin up in Texas|If anything threw me on a plane|I'd be back home there with her||We get up each mornin|Knowin this could be the end|We still put our boots on|And do it all again|We all love livin free|And we'll keep Old Glory flyin|Or die tryin|Or die tryin|Mhm|