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my friend is a russian spy
I met a man from Moscow, called him Ivan the Bold, He wore a furry hat, said it kept out the cold. He loved his mother Russia, said Putin's always right, But I could tell by his eyes, he needed some light. My friend was a Russian spy, but now he loves this land, Swapped his borscht for apple pie, and freedom's grandstand. He left behind the old ways, now he's seen the truth, In the home of the brave, he’s found his new roots. At first, I didn't trust him, with his secrets and his past, I kept my distance, cautious, didn’t think he'd last. But slowly we were talking, over beers and good ol' tunes, I showed him our country, under the American moon. My friend was a Russian spy, but now he loves this land, Swapped his borscht for apple pie, and freedom's grandstand. He left behind the old ways, now he's seen the truth, In the home of the brave, he’s found his new roots. He talked about the Kremlin, and how they never lie, But then we watched the news, he had to blink an eye. Debates turned into laughter, as we swapped our different views, He started questioning the stories he once thought were true. My friend was a Russian spy, but now he loves this land, Swapped his borscht for apple pie, and freedom's grandstand. He left behind the old ways, now he's seen the truth, In the home of the brave, he’s found his new roots. It wasn't overnight, his heart began to change, From Putin's cold iron grip to freedom's open range. He used to think the USA was just a tale to spin, Now he's got a cowboy hat, and a big ol' Texas grin. We argued about liberty, and what it really means, Showed him cheeseburgers and hot dogs, the American dream. Step by step he started seeing, the light in our free sky, And finally one day he told me, "Alright, American, you win, let's try." My friend was a Russian spy, but now he loves this land, Swapped his borscht for apple pie, and freedom's grandstand. He left behind the old ways, now he's seen the truth, In the home of the brave, he’s found his new roots. Now he's grilling in the backyard, with a Bud Light in his hand, He says, "America's the best, I finally understand!" From Putin's little puppet to an all-American guy, He's got a star-spangled heart, and I'm proud to say that's why... My friend was a Russian spy, but now he loves this land, Swapped his borscht for apple pie, and freedom's grandstand. He left behind the old ways, now he's seen the truth, In the home of the brave, he’s found his new roots. So here's to my buddy, Ivan the ex-spy, Together we’ll toast freedom, under the American sky. From Moscow to Montana, he’s living large and free, In the home of the brave, where every man can be.
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