Courtesy of the Red, White, and BBQ

[Verse 1]
I pledge allegiance
To my truck and my smoker
To the brisket united
In aluminum foil
One nation under grease
Indivisible pork shoulder
With jalapeño justice
And coals that never spoil (mm-hmm)
[Chorus]
Courtesy of the red, white, and BBQ
Where the flag’s on the plate and the sauce on you
Got freedom in a Solo cup, stars in the ice chest too
If you’re hungry, friend, we’ll feed you
Courtesy of the red, white, and BBQ (hey!)
[Verse 2]
My cousin’s got sparklers
In both back pockets
We pray for the jeans
And the neighborhood shrubs
Uncle Earl’s doing cannonballs
In a kiddie pool coffin
Says he’s training for the Navy
But he mostly just chugs
[Chorus]
Courtesy of the red, white, and BBQ
Where the dog steals ribs and the kids turn blue
From that store-brand punch and a popsicle or two
If you’re thirsty, we’ll overdo
Courtesy of the red, white, and BBQ (oh yeah)
[Bridge]
God bless my stretchy pants
God bless this folding chair
God bless the tiny fan
Barely moving any air
God bless the neighbors’ text
“Turn it down?” — we never do
We just crank that backyard anthem
And pass the plate to you (come on)
[Chorus]
Courtesy of the red, white, and BBQ
Where the smoke alarm sings harmony too
We don’t need a reason, we just need a grill and crew
If you show up, you’re family too
Courtesy of the red, white, and BBQ

rock, Tongue‑in‑cheek modern country rock parody; twangy telecaster riffs, stomping kick, and big gang vocals on the hook. Male vocals with an exaggerated southern drawl, stacked harmonies on the chorus, and crowd sing‑along “hey!”s. Verses stay semi-spoken and story-driven; chorus jumps to a wide, anthemic melody. Add barroom piano fills and a fiddle that pops out on turnarounds for extra wink., country, contemporary country, country rock, comedy