Made In America

Made in America

Nineten fifteen nine

Born down by the factories

Cross the Jersey City line

Raised on radio

Just a jukebox kid

I was alright



Just a small town homeboy

With big time dreams

Following his conscience

In a world full of extremes

Fresh outta high school

Only seventeen

I was alright



Blinded by my vision

There was just no turning back

Lika a runaway train

Life was steaming down the track

You'd say I'd never make it out

But I kept on hanging on

Every night I prayed to Jesus

And held my head up strong



I was alright

I landed on my feet

Made in America

I was brought up on the street

My old man's independence

Seemed good enough for me

I was made in America

Made in America



Never cared much about politics

'till I was twenty one

But I woke up when Lennon

Found the wrong end of a gun

He left his inspiration

Before he said goodbye

And we were alright



We all lose out innocence

It's impossible to hold

I didn't know it then

I had a packet full of gold

When I kissed those younger days goodbye

It almost broke my heart

I was going to through my growing pains

I was driving in the dark



But I was alright

I landed on my feet

Made in America

I was brought up on the street

I'm facing up to freedom

And chasing down my dream

I was made in America

Yeah, I was made in America



Yeah, we all lose our innocence

It's impossible to hold

I just didn't know it then

I had a pocket full of gold

When they said I'd never make it

I just kept on hanging on

And every night I prayed to Jesus

And I held my head up strong



And I was alright

I landed on my feet

Made in America

I was brought up on the street

Facing up to who I am

Chasing down my dream

I was made in America

Yeah, I was made in America

Made in America