Back 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
Sent me off to a foreign land to go and
Kill the yellow man
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 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 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'm a cool rocking daddy in the USA.
