paroles de chanson Immigrant Eyes (Live) - Guy Clark

Oh, Ellis Island was swarming
Like a scene from a costume hall
Decked out in the colors of Europe
And on fire with the hope of it all
There my father′s own father stood huddled
With the tired and hungry and scared
Turn of the century pilgrims
Bound by the dream that they shared

They were standing in lines just like cattle
And poked and sorted and shoved
Some were one desk away from sweet freedom
Some were were torn from someone they love
Through this sprawling tower of babel
There come a young man confused and alone
Determined and bound for America
And carryin' everything that he owned

Sometimes when I look in my grandfather′s Immigrant Eyes
I see that day reflected and I can't
Hold my feelings inside
I see starting with nothing and
Working hard all of his life
So don't take it for granted say
Grandfather′s Immigrant Eyes

Now he rocks and stares out the window
But his eyes are still just as clear
As the day he sailed through the harbor
And come ashore on the island of tears
My grandfather′s days are numbered
But I won't let his memory die
′Cause he gave me the gift of this country
And the look in his Immigrant Eyes

Sometimes when I look in my grandfather's Immigrant Eyes
I see that day reflected and I can′t
Hold my feelings inside
I see starting with nothing and
Working hard all of his life
So don't take it for granted say
Grandfather′s Immigrant Eyes

No don't take it for granted say
Grandfather's Immigrant Eyes

This is, uh, a song about a man who′s kinda like my grandfather
Uh, actually, he′s my grandmother's boyfriend, is what he was
But, his name is Jack Prig and he drilled oil wells all over the world, first wells in the Middle East
And South America back in the ′20s
He's the guy that taught me how to widdle and spit and cuss
And drive a car and sit up straight
This song has always been for him