Made in America

One, two, three, four

Oh yeaMade in America, nineteen fifty nine

Born down by the factories, cross the Jersey City line

Raised on radio, just a jukebox kid

I was alrightJust a small town homeboy, with big dreams

Following his conscience, in a world full of extremes

Fresh outta high school, only seventeen

I was alrightBlinded by my vision, there was just no turning back

Like a runaway train, life was steaming down the track

You'd say I'd never made it out, but I kept on hanging on

And every night I prayed to Jesus and held my head up strongI 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 AmericaNever cared much about politics 'til 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 alrightWe all lose our innocence, it's impossible to hold

I didn't know it then I had a pocket full of gold

When I kissed those younger days goodbye, it almost broke my heart

I was going through my growing pains, I was driving in the darkBut 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 dream

I was made in America, yeah I was made in AmericaAlright, c'mon, c'mon, alrightAlright

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 hanging on

And every night I prayed to Jesus, and I held my head up strongAnd 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, yeah, oh, oh

You alright