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[Verse 1]
Raider scum on the road
Bone-dry boots, bent-up steel
They circle the farms at dusk
Like they own every field
Laughin' at the General
Spittin' on his name
But he's stood in worse than this
And he don't play their game
[Pre-Chorus]
He raised up his chin
In the ash and rain
Said, "Not today, boys
You don't take this plain"
[Chorus]
Commonwealth, hold the line
Commonwealth, stand and shine
Minutemen ride, side by side
Till the last ragged raid dies
Commonwealth, don't back down
Commonwealth, this is our ground
(Our ground)
[Verse 2]
From the castle to the farms
Every porch got a light
Every hand knows the signal
Every heart knows the fight
Old muskets, new scars
And a stubborn kind of pride
When the raiders come to scare us
We send 'em runnin' blind
[Pre-Chorus]
He raised up his chin
In the ash and rain
Said, "Not today, boys
You don't take this plain"
[Chorus]
Commonwealth, hold the line
Commonwealth, stand and shine
Minutemen ride, side by side
Till the last ragged raid dies
Commonwealth, don't back down
Commonwealth, this is our ground
(Our ground)
[Bridge]
There ain't no crown for the wicked
Just a grave in the dust
And a name on a wall someday
For the brave and the just
So if you hear that callin'
On a cold red dawn
It's the sound of the Minutemen
And we're carryin' on
[Chorus]
Commonwealth, hold the line
Commonwealth, stand and shine
Minutemen ride, side by side
Till the last ragged raid dies
Commonwealth, don't back down
Commonwealth, this is our ground
(Our ground)
A zene stílusa
Melodic country with steady mid-tempo two-step, picked acoustic guitar and warm bass; verse rides dry verses with fiddle fills, pre-chorus opens with stacked harmony lift, chorus lands on a big singback hook and handclaps. Lead vocal stays close-mic and rugged, with second-voice harmony on the hook words and short delay throws on line ends. Dusty dobro slides, reverse acoustic swells into the chorus, and a final chorus adds steel guitar and gang shouts. Bright, punchy mix with a weathered edge., country