Lyrics




Born down in a dead man's town
The first kick that I took was when I hit the ground
You end up like a dog that's been beat too much
'Til you spend half your life just coverin' up
Born in the USA, yeah
Got into 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 USA
Born in the USA
Came back home to the refinery
Hirin' man says, "Son, if it was up to me"
I went down to see my VA man
He said, "Son, don't you understand?"
Had a brother at Khe Sanh
Fightin' 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 penitentiary
Out by the gas fires of the refinery
I'm ten years burnin' down the road
I've got nowhere to run, ain't got nowhere to go
Born in the USA
Born in the USA
Born in the USA
Born in the USA
Born in the USA




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