Born In The U.S.A.

Born down in a dead man's town

The first kick I took was when I hit the ground

You end up like a dog that's been beat too much

Till you spend half your life just covering up



Born in the USA

I was born in the USA

I was born in the USA

Born in the USA



Got in a little hometown jam

So they put a rifle in my hand

Send me off to a foreign land

To go and kill the yellow man



Born in the USA

I was born in the USA

I was born in the USA

I was born in the USA

Born in the USA



Come back home to the refinery

Hiring man says, 'son if it was up to me'

Went down to see my V.A. man

He said, 'son don't you understand'



I had a brother at Khe Sahn, fighting off the Viet cong

They're still there, he's all gone

He had a woman he loved in Saigon

I got a picture of him in her arms now



Down in the shadow of the penitentiary

Out by the gas fires of the refinery

I'm ten years burning down the road

Nowhere to run, ain't got nowhere to go



Born in the USA

I was born in the USA

Born in the USA

I'm a long gone Daddy in the USA

Born in the USA

Born in the USA

Born in the USA

I'm a cool rocking Daddy in the USA