[Verse 1] Smoke over Quincy Fire down by the bay Whispers in the settlements “They’re comin’ up this way…” Green giants in the ruins Roarin’ through the rain Every farm and crooked farmhouse Shook and spoke his name
[Chorus] To the heart of Old Boston Where the old bricks bleed Rides a steel-clad savior On a stubborn, rumblin’ steed Raise that flag, my brother Blue coat in the storm With the Minutemen standin’ shoulder to shoulder He keeps the Commonwealth warm
[Verse 2] Heard ‘em out in Concord Banging on the gates Children hiding under beds Countin’ on his plates Rust upon the rebar Shadows ten feet tall Till that thunder in the roadway Drove straight through it all (hey!)
[Chorus] To the heart of Old Boston Where the old bricks bleed Rides a steel-clad savior On a stubborn, rumblin’ steed Raise that flag, my brother Blue coat in the storm With the Minutemen standin’ shoulder to shoulder He keeps the Commonwealth warm
[Bridge] He says “I ain’t leavin’ Not while they still run” Every settler is his family Every sunrise won So when that siren’s callin’ And your courage starts to bend You’ll see that armored silhouette Comin’ ‘round the bend (oh yeah)
[Chorus] To the heart of Old Boston Where the old bricks bleed Rides a steel-clad savior On a stubborn, rumblin’ steed Raise that flag, my brother Blue coat in the storm With the Minutemen drivin’ back the monsters He keeps the Commonwealth warm
A zene stílusa
country, Country-tinged heroic ballad with male vocals, bright acoustic guitar and steady kick on the verses; big, melodic choruses with soaring fiddle, harmony stacks, and ringing electric swells. Tempo mid-up, riding rhythm like a march on horseback, with breakdown bridge that drops to voice and guitar before a final, triumphant build with full band and gang vocals on the last hook.