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Live In New York City,
Born in the U.S.A.,
Born down in a dead man's town
The first kick I took was when I hit the groud
You end up like a dog that's been beat too much
Till you spend half your life just covering up
Born in the U.S.A.
I was born in the U.S.A.
I was born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
Got in a little hometown jam so they put a
rifle in my hand
Sent me off to a foreign land to go and kill
the yellow man
Born in the U.S.A.
I was born in the U.S.A.
I was born in the U.S.A.
I was born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
Come back home to the refinery
Hiring man says son if it was up to me
Wnt down to see my V.A. man
He said son don't you understand now
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 fire of the refinery
I'm ten years burning down the road
Nowhere tu run ain't got nowhere to go
Born in the U.S.A.
I was born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
I was born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
I 'm cool rocking Daddy in the U.S.A.
