Verse 1:
He was eight years old when his daddy took him out for the first time.
They sat beneath that big oak tree and watched the sun rise.
The deer weren't movin much that mornin but he still though it was cool.
Decked out in brown and grey and green from his hat down to his boots
In his camouflage feelin like a man
Wantin to be just like his Dad
Ready and waiting with a gun in his hands.
Memories they'll cherish forever
The two of them spending time together
Its in his roots, that's what he loves
That camouflage, it's in his blood
Verse 2:
He was 18, a recruiter came to his high school
Said, "When you graduate son, what you gonna do?"
He ran straight home and said, "Dad I wanna be all that I can be."
And eight months later he said goodbye and they shipped him overseas
In his camouflage, feelin like a man
Fightin for his life and uncle Sam.
Ready and waitin with a gun in his hand.
Seein things that he'll never forget
Thinkin bout his freedom, family, and friends
Its in his roots, its what he loves
That camouflage, its in his blood.
Oh yeah.
Verse 3:
He called his dad just yesterday, with a tear in his eye
Said if I don't make it home. Don't bury me in no suit and tie.
Put me in my camouflage, lookin like a man
So everybody knows just who I am.
Who I was and where I been.
I've seen things I'll never forget
I've cherished my freedom, family, and friends
It's in my roots, it's what I love.
That camouflage, it's in my blood.
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