I was born and raised in Little Rock, Arkansas    Daddy worked his fingers to the bone    Building missiles to save us all   He told me freedom is a blessing   But to fight is not the place for you   Just keep God and family first,   And bleed red white and blue   And as the fighter pilots flew over my head   I recognized the words my daddy said      He said:    Baby there’s lot’s of change to go   But every year I’m proud to see this nation grow   Well I said, Uncle Sam ain’t ready for a girl behind a gun   But this proud leatherclad rider   Can fight like a son   Fight Like A Son      Riding down the road   My head it drifts away   I think of how many young men died    So I can view what I see today   How can I advocate the overwhelming pride?   What’s the way?   So I’m sharing a piece of advice that made me what I am today      And as the fighter pilots flew over my head   I recognized the words my daddy said   He said:    Baby there’s lot’s of change to go   But every year I’m proud to see this nation grow   Well I said, Uncle Sam ain’t ready for a girl behind a gun   But this proud leatherclad rider   Can fight like a son   Fight Like A Son      Listen to what I say as I cry in the night   Hope and prayer can go a long way but it wont make it right   So stand up, stand strong, while we hold it together at home   Fire up them engines girls, show a woman is just as strong…      And as the fighter pilots flew over my head   I recognized the words my daddy said   He said:    Baby there’s lot’s of change to go   But every year I’m proud to see this nation grow   Well I said, Uncle Sam ain’t ready for a girl behind a gun   But this proud leatherclad rider   Can fight like a son   Fight Like A Son