[Verse 1] Raiders came in snarling Burned the fields at dawn Took the food, took the fear Left the good folk worn
Thought they owned the roadways Thought they owned the night But one man heard the crying And he rode toward the fight
[Pre-Chorus] In the ash and the hammerfall He drew that line in stone Said, "Not one more acre Will you claim as your own"
[Chorus] Commonwealth stands Commonwealth stands One Minuteman Won’t back down
Commonwealth stands Commonwealth stands Honor wears a hat And holds this ground
[Verse 2] Old boots on the gravel Patchwork on his sleeve A lantern in the window For the ones who couldn’t leave
He raised up every neighbor Turned fear into a flame With every wall rebuilt They spoke his badge by name
[Pre-Chorus] When the smoke rolled over Concord And the walls began to crack He said, "Hold the front line, brother We are taking it back"
[Chorus] Commonwealth stands Commonwealth stands One Minuteman Won’t back down
Commonwealth stands Commonwealth stands Honor wears a hat And holds this ground
[Bridge] Let the raiders come screaming Let them test that line There’s a hundred hands at work now And they all are mine
From the farms to the broken stone We rise where we fell In the heart of the Commonwealth There’s a story we still tell
[Final Chorus] Commonwealth stands Commonwealth stands One Minuteman Won’t back down
Commonwealth stands Commonwealth stands Honor wears a hat And holds this ground
Commonwealth stands Commonwealth stands Raise that flag again And plant it down
Style of Music
Country melodic heroic with driving acoustic strums, stomp-clap rhythm, and a steady mid-tempo march feel; verses ride sparse guitar, fiddle, and kick drum, pre-chorus lifts with bass pulse and harmony stack, chorus opens with big gang vocals and ringing steel guitar. Lead vocal stays close-mic and rugged, with doubled hook lines, call-and-response ad-libs, a short fiddle turnaround, and a final lift with handclaps and warm wide mix., country