Raise 'Em Up - Keith Urban&Eric Church

　　Raise 'em up.

　　I'm talking about a lighter on a Saturday night

　　The band plays a song you like

　　And you sing along.

　　Raise 'em up.

　　I'm talking about daddy's little pickup truck

　　Shotgun seat, there's a woman you love

　　And you're kissing on.

　　Get those wide sales sailing down to Mexico.

　　It's just a whiskey glass if you ain't making a toast.

　　Lift your teared filled eyes up to the the sky.

　　A-coming home, you've been gone too lone.

　　Tonight we're gonna raise 'em up.

　　Raise 'em up.

　　You got a voice, you got a choice,

　　Go make some noise

　　Don't ever let 'em tell you who you are.

　　Raise 'em up.

　　Fist black and blue, fight for the truth

　　It's what you do

　　Hand on your heart for the stripes and stars.

　　Black umbrellas in the pouring rain

　　Sunday Morning Coming Down, Amazing Grace

　　Lift those tear-filled eyes up to the sky

　　As the flag flies, say goodbye tonight

　　We're gonna raise 'em up.

　　So you meet someone, the only one

　　You take her by the hand,

　　make a stand, buy some land

　　Make some love and them babies come.

　　Raise 'em up.

　　Raise 'em up.

　　Raise 'em up, trophy high

　　Raise 'em up to the sky

　　Raise 'em up, show everybody that newborn smile

　　Raise 'em up tall and strong

　　Raise 'em up, right from wrong

　　Raise 'em up so damn high

　　they can hear God singing along

　　Woah oh woah oh...