You don't like the flag that I love waving You don't like the God that I pray to No, you don't like a lot of things about me But that's all right I still like you And you don't like that I like country music That I think Merle Haggard is pretty cool No, you don't like no Okie from Muskogee But that's all right I still like you I guess she'd have to flip the finger to my grandpa And the respect he demanded from my dad I guess I'm just a product of my mamas prayin' saying Forgive, forget, and love your fellow man Yeah, you despise that gun rack in my pick-up Look down upon this simple life I choose Hate 'bout half of everything I stand for But that's all right I still like you I really do ♪ I guess she'd have to flip the finger to my grandpa And the respect he demanded from my dad I guess I'm just a product of my mamas prayin', always saying Forgive, forget, and love your fellow man I'm still a fighter for the flag of freedom Lover of this life where we all get to choose So what, you don't believe what I believe in That's alright I still like you (Take it home, sons)