I Don't Bend with the Wind

I've walked through fields that tried to lay me flat; every gust just made me plant my feet.
They keep waiting for the day I'll fall; I keep waiting for a reason to.
I don't bend with the wind.
I don't bend with the wind.
The ground holds me, not the wind.
I don't bend with the wind.
They call it stubborn; I call it steady.
Same wind blows, but I'm still standing.
I don't bend with the wind.
I don't bend with the wind.
The ground holds me, not the wind.
I don't bend with the wind.
Let it howl.