VibeFoundry - Still Free on the Fourth | Independence Day Celebration

🇺🇸 This ain’t your polished, parade-style 4th of July song.
This is dirty boots, cold beer, busted knuckles, and proud hearts.
It’s about men who still stand for something, women who carry fire, and kids who grow up knowing freedom ain’t free.
If you’re tired of fireworks without backbone – hit play. This one’s for the real ones.

Back in 1776, the Declaration of Independence wasn’t just a piece of paper — it was a middle finger to tyranny.
We celebrate not just with smoke in the sky, but with diesel in our lungs, sweat on our brows, and music that cuts deep.
This track’s a raw tribute to the backbone of America: farmers, truckers, veterans, and outlaws who keep it standing.

The 4th of July ain’t about shopping deals or Instagram filters.
It’s about remembering who we are — a nation born in rebellion, forged in sacrifice, and carried forward by grit.
Every verse in this song drips with that legacy: homemade fireworks, county fairs, muddy boots, and the sound of freedom roaring from a V8.

So crack open a beer, light something loud, and let this redneck rock anthem carry you straight into freedom.
From backroads to front porches, this is what independence sounds like.
No filters. No apologies. Just pure, uncut America.

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Lyrics:
Coffee on the porch, dog’s barkin’ loud,
Pickup in the yard, still makes me proud.
Radio’s static, but the voice comes through—
Another lie, dressed in red, white, and blue.
I ain’t no rebel, just ain’t asleep,
I dig my roots where the land runs deep.

Mama raised men, not boys with doubt,
Taught us what silence and grit’s about.
Taught us that freedom don’t scream and shout,
It shows up when the lights go out.
Ain’t got much, but what I’ve got’s mine,
Ain’t sellin’ truth for a headline line.

“I swore to support and defend the Constitution of the United States…
Against all enemies—foreign and domestic.
That oath ain’t paper.
It’s blood. It’s backbone. It’s mine.”

They tax our tools, they shame our guns,
Sell our land to polished sons.
But I’ve got dirt beneath these nails,
And truth that don’t fit in their sales.
They play their games behind locked doors—
We cut through lies with 2x4s.

Still damn free on the 4th of July,
With a rusted truck and a watchful eye.
Ain’t got titles, but I’ve got pride—
Born to stand, not run and hide.
No shiny boots, no puppet strings,
Just freedom and the scars it brings.

Got a wife who don’t flinch, a son who asks,
Why men in suits wear different masks.
I tell him: “Son, don’t trust the screens—
Trust calloused hands and quiet scenes.”
Freedom ain't loud—it’s solid, still.
It builds, protects, and bends no will.

“This is my rifle.
There are many like it…
But this one is mine.
My rifle is my best friend.
It is my life.
I must master it…
As I must master my life.”

Still damn free on the 4th of July,
With boots in mud and truth held high.
No headlines change what I believe—
My word, my land, my right to breathe.
We fight, we work, we raise, we try—
Still damn free ‘til the day we die.

God bless this land, these tools, this sky…
Redneck free on the 4th of July.

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