I'm talking about a lighter on a Saturday night
The band plays a song you like
And you sing along.
Raise them up.
I'm talking about daddy's little pickup truck
Shotgun seat, there's a woman you love
And you're kissing on.
Get those wide sales sailing down to Mexico.
It's just a whiskey glass if you ain't making a toast.
Lift your teared filled eyes up to the the sky.
A-coming home, you've been gone too lone.
Tonight we're gonna raise  them up.
Raise them up.
You got a voice, you got a choice,
Go make some noise
Don't ever let  them tell you who you are.
Raise  them up
Fist black and blue, fight for the truth
It's what you do
Hand on your heart for the stripes and stars.
Black umbrellas in the pouring rain
Sunday Morning Coming Down, Amazing Grace
Lift those tear-filled eyes up to the sky
As the flag flies, say goodbye tonight
We're gonna raise  them up
So you meet someone, the only one
You take her by the hand,
make a stand, buy some land
Make some love and them babies come.
Raise  them up.
Raise  them up.
Raise  them up, trophy high
Raise  them up to the sky
Raise them up, show everybody that newborn smile
Raise  them up tall and strong
Raise them up, right from wrong
Raise  them up so damn high
They can hear God singing along
Woah oh woah oh...