awatt Posted April 26, 2007 Share Posted April 26, 2007 The runway rushed up at him as he felt the wheels touch downHe stood out on the blacktop and took a taxi into townHe got out down on Main Street and went into a local barHe bought a drink and found a seat in a corner off the darkWell she called up her mama to make sure the kids were out of the houseShe checked herself out in the dining room mirrorAnd undid an extra button on her blouseHe felt her lying next to him, the clock said 4:00 amHe was staring at the ceilingHe couldn't move his hands Oh mama mama mama come quickI've got the shakes and I'm gonna be sickThrow your arms around me in the cold dark nightHey now mama don't shut out the lightDon't you shut out the lightDon't you shut out the lightDon't you shut out the lightDon't you shut out the light Well on his porch they stretched a banner that said "Johnny Welcome Home"Bobby pulled his Ford out of the garage and they polished up the chromeHis mama said "Johnny oh Johnny, I'm so glad to have you back with me"His pa said he was sure they'd give him his job back down at the factory Oh mama mama mama come quickI've got the shakes and I'm gonna be sickThrow your arms around me in the cold dark nightHey now mama don't shut out the lightDon't you shut out the lightDon't you shut out the lightDon't you shut out the lightDon't you shut out the light Well deep in a dark forest, a forest filled with rainBeyond a stretch of Maryland pines there's a river without a nameIn the cold black water Johnson Lineir standsHe stares across the lights of the city and dreams of where he's been Oh mama mama mama come quickI've got the shakes and I'm gonna be sickThrow your arms around me in the cold dark nightHey now mama don't shut out the lightDon't you shut out the lightDon't you shut out the lightDon't you shut out the lightDon't you shut out the light This song blew my mind when I first heard it...and still does! Great one song! Link to post Share on other sites
mountain bed Posted April 30, 2007 Share Posted April 30, 2007 Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the airAnd deep beneath the rolling wavesIn labyrinths of coral cavesAn echo of a distant timeComes willowing across the sandAnd everything is green and submarine And no one called us to the landAnd no one knows the wheres or whysSomething stirs and something triesAnd starts to climb toward the light Strangers passing in the streetBy chance two separate glances meetAnd I am you and what I see is meAnd do I take you by the handAnd lead you through the landAnd help me understand the best I can And no one called us to the landAnd no one crosses there aliveNo one speaks and no one triesNo one flies around the sun Almost everyday you fall upon my waking eyesInviting and inciting me to riseAnd through the window in the wallComes streaming in on sunlight wingsA million bright ambassadors of morning And no one sings me lullabiesAnd no one makes me close my eyesSo I throw the windows wideAnd call to you across the sky Link to post Share on other sites
tkleist Posted May 3, 2007 Share Posted May 3, 2007 You bite through the big wallThe big wall bites backYou sit there and sulkSit there and bawlYou're so prettyWhen you're on your kneesDisaffected and eager to please Sometimes you sulkSometimes you burnGod rest your soulWhen the loving comes and we've already goneJust like your dadYou'll never change Each time it comes it eats me aliveI try to behave but it eats me aliveSo I declare a holidayFall asleep drift awaySometimes you sulkSometimes you burnGod rest your soul when the loving comes and we've already goneJust like your dadYou'll never change Link to post Share on other sites
awatt Posted May 4, 2007 Share Posted May 4, 2007 if angels are messengers from god,please send one down to meif angels are messengers from god,i wrote a letter he should readbeen living on faithless street all by myselfwork your whole life for someone elsetrying to find sanction, christ above manhe never shed his peace on this landso i started this damn country band been living on faithless street all by myselfwork your whole life for someone elsetrying to find sanction, christ above manhe never shed his peace on this landso i started this damn country bandcause punk rock was too hard to sing. been living on faithless street all by myselfwork your whole life for someone elsetrying to find sanction, christ above manhe never shed his peace on this landso i started this damn country bandcause punk rock was too hard to sing. Link to post Share on other sites
lizish Posted May 7, 2007 Share Posted May 7, 2007 Jason Isbell - The Magician You watch every move You call it slight of hand You know its what I do But never who I amNever who I am Started on the street With cards and dollar bills Shuffling my feet I never could be boostedI never could be boosted Now I am an Orphan man But ain't we allI can make myself disappear I am an Orphan Man But ain't we all I know there's something worse than here I had a brideSawed her in half Couple people cried Most of them just laughed Most of them just laughed I had a son Strong of hand and will I taught him how to run But never how to steal Never how to steal Now I am an Orphan man But ain't we allI can make myself disappear I am an Orphan Man But ain't we all I could be somewhere worse than here I was called amazing And I made folks believe With nothing in my pockets With nothing up my sleeve I am an Orphan Man But ain't we all I can make myself disappear I am an Orphan Man But ain't we all I know there's something worse than hereWorse than hereWorse than here Link to post Share on other sites
Analogman Posted May 7, 2007 Share Posted May 7, 2007 If your the girl that I noticed putting a dime in my mind's eye, than your more than welcome to my share of the sidewalk. If your the chick I saw in the tall grass looking at someone through tinted blue glass, than your more than welcome to my share of the sidewalk. Cause I've never been this close before, to someone who didn't seem to mind. I've never found hellos before, I've only found goodbyes. If your the girl I met in my daydreams, handing out flowers and chocolate ice cream, than your more than welcome to my share of the sidewalk.If your the girl that I talked to and said do you mind if I love you, than your more than welcome to my share of the sidewalk. Cause I've never been this close before, to someone who didn't run and hide. I've never found hellos before, I've only found goodbyes. If your the girl I met in my daydreams, handing out flowers and chocolate ice cream, than your more than welcome to my share of the sidewalk.If your the girl that I talked to and said do you mind if I love you, than your more than welcome to my share of the sidewalk. Link to post Share on other sites
awatt Posted May 7, 2007 Share Posted May 7, 2007 i got sixteen daysone for every time i've gone awayone for every time i should have stayedyou should have worn my wedding ringi got sixteen daysfifteen of those are nightscan't sleep when the bed sheet fightsits way back to your side the ghost has got me runningthe ghost has got me runningaway from you, away from you, away from you. the ghost has got me runningthe ghost has got me runningaway from you, away from you, away from you. i got sixteen daysgot a bible and a rosarygod, i wish that you were close to meguess i owe you an apology i got sixteen daysfifteen of those are nightscan't sleep when the bed sheet fightsits way back to your side the ghost has got me runningyeah, the ghost has got me runningaway from you, away from you, away from you. the ghost has got me runningyeah, the ghost has got me runningaway from you, away from you, away... old tin cups, little paper dollsall wrapped up, in ribbons, bowed with heartsold tin cups, and little paper dollsall wrapped up, in the ribbons of your heart the ghost has got me runningyeah, the ghost has got me runningaway from you, away from you, away from you. the ghost has got me runningyeah, the ghost has got me runningaway from you, away from you, away from you. sixteen daysi got sixteen daysit's like before i hang Link to post Share on other sites
Sweet Papa Crimbo Posted May 8, 2007 Share Posted May 8, 2007 You, doin' that thing you doBreakin' my heart into a million piecesLike you always doAnd you, don't mean to be cruelYou never even knew about the heartacheI've been going throughWell I try and try to forget you girlBut it's just so hard to doEvery time you do that thing you doI know all the games you playAnd I'm gonna find a way to let you know thatYou'll be mine someday'Cause we could be happy can't you seeIf you'd only let me be the one to hold youAnd keep you here with me'Cause I try and try to forget you girlBut it's just so hard to doEvery time you do that thing you doI don't ask a lot girl (I don't ask a lot girl)But I know one thing's for sure (know one thing's for sure)It's the love I haven't got girlAnd I just can't take it anymore... Whoa!!'Cause we could be happy can't you seeIf you'd only let me be the one to hold youAnd keep you here with me'Cause it hurts me so just to see you goAround with someone newAnd if I know you, you're doin' that thing...Everyday just doin' that thing...I can't take you doin' that thing you do Link to post Share on other sites
tkleist Posted May 8, 2007 Share Posted May 8, 2007 goodnight, to every little hour that you sleep titemay it hold you through the winter of a long nightand keep you from the loneliness of yourselfheart strung is your heart frayed and emptycause it's hard luck, when no one understands your loveit's unsung, and i say goodnight, my love, to every hour in every daygoodnight, always, to all that's in your heart goodnight, may your dreams be so happy and yourhead lite with the wishes of a sandman and anight light, be careful not to let the bedbugssleep tight nestled in your covers the sun shines but i don'ta silver rain will wash away and you can tell, it's just as welland you can tell, it's just as well goodnight, my love, to every hour in every daygoodnight, always to all that's pure that's in your heart Link to post Share on other sites
kathyp Posted May 8, 2007 Share Posted May 8, 2007 Hello Everyone, it's time for poetryI submit to you the following it's entitled:"I Eat with Gusto, Damn! You Bet"By one Jonathan Richman. When I eat like I do it,I use not fork nor spoonNo grace or culture to itWhen I call my own tune. For I eat with gusto, damn you betA regular canine cruncherExcept truth be told I'm sloppier yetThan many a dog food muncherI eat a pound I eat a tonAnd no there ain't much I cuts upAnd while I'm having merry funBystanders puke their guts up. The FBI sent someone byWho handles health affairsI had not finished my cream pieWhen he chanced up the stairsWhy did he turn the other way?Why did he leave so quick?Will he come back another day?Did something make him sick? I eat with gusto damn you betA regular doggie diner"No don't bring me napkins waiter sir,Just bring some trash can liner." Whilst wandering by a juice barI spyed a tempting beverageSince I would have been last in lineI used my fearsome leverageFor in my pocket was some foodWhich I took from the wrapperThe patrons watched it being chewedAnd of course headed for the crapper. For I eat with gusto damn you betFor gusto I'm the bossFor yay my nose it is in the saladAnd lo my chin it is in the sauceI eat with gusto damn you betWe're sailing around the cape"Keel-haul him," said the Bosun"There must be no escape." One sunny day in Paris an elegant cafeA phone call there a phone call hereAnd the gendarmes took me away I said "qu'est-ce qui se passe ici"I said " mais qu'est-ce que c'est"They said "Such eating it is criminalAnd crime it does not pay." For I eat with gusto damn you bet.My banner yay unfurledMy shirt is covered with mustardAnd my hair with ketchup curled Goodby to Egypt, Greece and RomeThe ancient world goodbye.May squalor be my summer homeAnd filth be my neck tie. For I eat with gusto damn you bet.Uh, And Uh, I eat with gusto damn you betMy country tis of theeI eat for social progressI eat for victory Somebody died who watched me eatIn a restaurant one spellHe woke up and saw me eating beansAnd knew that he'd gone to hell For Uh, "He eats with gusto damn we bet."They're calling from the southThey want to stop my gustoThey want to close my mouth"You eat with gusto, yeah that's greatNow let us off this bus."Wait a minute I haven't finished eating up stuff yet."We'll call you, don't call us." Link to post Share on other sites
ction Posted May 11, 2007 Share Posted May 11, 2007 Sadly I have this song stuck in my head today: Somewhere high in the desert near a curtain of a blue St. Anne's skirts are billowing But down here in the city of the lime lights The fans of santa ana are withering And you can Link to post Share on other sites
Calexico Posted May 11, 2007 Share Posted May 11, 2007 - Hi Barbie!- Hi Ken!- You wanna go for a ride?- Sure, Ken!- Jump in!- Ha ha ha ha! I'm a Barbie girl in the Barbie worldLife in plastic, it's fantasticYou can brush my hair, undress me everywhereImagination, life is your creation Come on, Barbie, let's go party I'm a Barbie girl in the Barbie worldLife in plastic, it's fantasticYou can brush my hair, undress me everywhereImagination, life is your creation I'm a blonde single girl in the fantasy worldDress me up, take your time, I'm your dollieYou're my doll, rock and roll, feel the glamour and painKiss me here, touch me there, hanky-panky You can touch, you can playYou can say I'm always yours, oooh whoa I'm a Barbie girl in the Barbie worldLife in plastic, it's fantasticYou can brush my hair, undress me everywhereImagination, life is your creation Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ha ha ha, yeahCome on, Barbie, let's go party, oooh, ooohCome on, Barbie, let's go party, ha ha ha, yeahCome on, Barbie, let's go party, oooh, oooh Make me walk, make me talk, do whatever you pleaseI can act like a star, I can beg on my kneesCome jump in, be my friend, let us do it againHit the town, fool around, let's go party You can touch, you can playYou can say I'm always yoursYou can touch, you can playYou can say I'm always yours Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ha ha ha, yeahCome on, Barbie, let's go party, oooh, ooohCome on, Barbie, let's go party, ha ha ha, yeahCome on, Barbie, let's go party, oooh, oooh I'm a Barbie girl in the Barbie worldLife in plastic, it's fantasticYou can brush my hair, undress me everywhereImagination, life is your creation I'm a Barbie girl in the Barbie worldLife in plastic, it's fantasticYou can brush my hair, undress me everywhereImagination, life is your creation Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ha ha ha, yeahCome on, Barbie, let's go party, oooh, ooohCome on, Barbie, let's go party, ha ha ha, yeahCome on, Barbie, let's go party, oooh, oooh - Oh, I'm having so much fun!- Well, Barbie, we're just getting started!- Oh, I love you Ken! Link to post Share on other sites
awatt Posted May 12, 2007 Share Posted May 12, 2007 Deaf, dumb and blind boyHe's in a quiet vibration land.Strange as it seems, his musical dreamsAin't quite so bad. Ten years old withthoughts as bold as thoughts can be.Loving life and becoming wise in simplicity. Sickness will surely take the mindWhere minds can't usually go.Come on the amazing journeyAnd learn all you should know. A vague haze of deliriumCreeps up on me.All at once a tall stranger I suddenly see.He's dressed in a silver sparkled glittering gownAnd his golden beard flowsNearly down to the ground. Nothing to say and nothing to hearAnd nothing to see.Each sensation makes a noteIn my symphony. Sickness will surely take the mindWhere minds can't usually go.Come on the amazing journeyAnd learn all you should know. His eyes are the eyes thatTransmit all they know.Sparkle warm crystaline glances to showThat he is your leaderAnd he is your guideOn the amazing journeyTogether you'll ride. Link to post Share on other sites
tkleist Posted May 16, 2007 Share Posted May 16, 2007 Bleed in your own lightDream of your own lifeI miss meI miss everything I'll never beAnd on, and on I torch my soul to showThe world that I am pureDeep inside my heartNo more lies A crown of hornsAn image formed deformedThe mark I've borneA mark of scorn to you Consume my love, devour my hateOnly powers my escapeThe moon is out, the stars inviteI think I'll leave tonight So soon I'll find myself aloneTo relax and fade awayDo you know what's coming downDo you know I couldn't stay free? I shall be freeI shall be freeI shall be freeI shall be freeI shall be free freeFree of those voices inside meI shall be freeI shall be free Link to post Share on other sites
lizish Posted May 18, 2007 Share Posted May 18, 2007 Rock Plaza Central - The Things That Bind You http://www.rockplazacentral.com/Things.mp3 Pick up all the things that bind you All the loving things that find youLonging for the days when they could drop you down and pacify youPick up all the things that matteredAll the loving things you gatheredWhen you were both still together Running through all kinds of weather I said I Link to post Share on other sites
Sweet Papa Crimbo Posted May 18, 2007 Share Posted May 18, 2007 With the money from her accidentShe bought herself a mobile homeSo at least she could get some enjoymentOut of being aloneNo one could say that she was left up on the shelfIt's you and me against the World kid she mumbled to herself When the world falls apart some things stay in placeLevi Stubbs' tears run down his face She ran away from home on her mother's best coatShe was married before she was even entitled to voteAnd her husband was one of those blokesThe sort that only laughs at his own jokesThe sort a war takes awayAnd when there wasn't a war he left anyway Norman Whitfield and Barratt StrongAre here to make everything right that's wrongHolland and Holland and Lamont Dozier tooAre here to make it all okay with you One dark night he came home from the seaAnd put a hole in her body where no hole should beIt hurt her more to see him walking out the doorAnd though they stitched her back together they left her heart in pieces on the floor When the world falls apart some things stay in placeShe takes off the Four Tops tape and puts it back in its caseWhen the world falls apart some things stay in placeLevi Stubbs' tears... Link to post Share on other sites
Sweet Papa Crimbo Posted May 18, 2007 Share Posted May 18, 2007 New Jersey Turnpike ridin' on a wet night 'neath the refinery's glow, out where the great black rivers flowLicense, registration, I ain't got none but I got a clear conscience'Bout the things that I doneMister state trooper, please don't stop mePlease don't stop me, please don't stop me Maybe you got a kid, maybe you got a pretty wife the only thing that I got's been both'rin' me my whole lifeMister state trooper, please don't stop mePlease don't stop me, please don't stop me In the wee wee hours your mind gets hazy, radio relay towers lead me to my babyRadio's jammed up with talk show stationsIt's just talk, talk, talk, talk, till you lose your patienceMister state trooper, please don't stop me Hey, somebody out there, listen to my last prayerHiho silver-o, deliver me from nowhere Link to post Share on other sites
Mr. Heartbreak Posted May 18, 2007 Share Posted May 18, 2007 With the money from her accidentShe bought herself a mobile homeSo at least she could get some enjoymentOut of being aloneNo one could say that she was left up on the shelfIt's you and me against the World kid she mumbled to herself When the world falls apart some things stay in placeLevi Stubbs' tears run down his face She ran away from home on her mother's best coatShe was married before she was even entitled to voteAnd her husband was one of those blokesThe sort that only laughs at his own jokesThe sort a war takes awayAnd when there wasn't a war he left anyway Norman Whitfield and Barratt StrongAre here to make everything right that's wrongHolland and Holland and Lamont Dozier tooAre here to make it all okay with you One dark night he came home from the seaAnd put a hole in her body where no hole should beIt hurt her more to see him walking out the doorAnd though they stitched her back together they left her heart in pieces on the floor When the world falls apart some things stay in placeShe takes off the Four Tops tape and puts it back in its caseWhen the world falls apart some things stay in placeLevi Stubbs' tears... I love the way Bragg pronounces Lamont, even if it's wrong...otherwise the song would make me think of Sanford & Son. Link to post Share on other sites
MrRain422 Posted May 18, 2007 Share Posted May 18, 2007 Our band could be your lifeReal names be proofMe and Mike Watt played for yearsPunk rock changed our lives We learned punk rock in HollywoodDrove up from PedroWe were fucking corndogsWe'd go drink and pogo Mr. NarratorThis is Bob Dylan to meMy story could be his songsI'm his soldier child Our band is scientist rockBut i was e. bloom and Richard Hell Joe Strummer and John DoeMe and Mike Watt playing guitar Link to post Share on other sites
awatt Posted May 19, 2007 Share Posted May 19, 2007 Hang a picture up on your wallTighten all the nails so it don't fallIn this picture, could have been a picture of my faceSomething painful, went and took it's placeIf he can't have you, guess that no one else willWatch him think a while, smoke a cigarette and smile as I frownIf he can't have you, guess that no one else willWatch him think a while, smoke a cigarette and smile as I frown Drink your coffee in the morning,And at night, go and drink your beerAll along you don't feel so welcome hereAnd I walk by, and you steer clearYou always said, it'd come passionate hereDon't like what you see, you don't like what you hear If he can't have you, guess that no one else willWatch him think a while, smoke a cigarette and smile as I frownIf he can't have you, guess that no one else willWatch him think a while, smoke a cigarette and smile as I frown Link to post Share on other sites
tkleist Posted May 20, 2007 Share Posted May 20, 2007 as the sun comes up, as the moongoes downthese heavy notions creep aroundit makes me thinklong ago I was brought intothis life a little lamba little lambcourageous, stumblingfearless was my middle name.but somewhere there Ilost my wayeveryone walks the sameexpecting me to stepthe narrow path they've laidthey claim towalk unafraidI'll be clumsy insteadhold my love me or leave mehigh. say "keep within the boundaries if you wantto play."say "contradiction only makes it harder."how can I bewhat I want to be?when all I want to do is strip awaythese stilled constraintsand crush this charadeshred this sad masqueradeI don't need no persuadingI'll trip, fall, pick myself up andwalk unafraidI'll be clumsy insteadhold my love me or leave mehigh. if I have a bag of rocks to carry as I goI just want to hold my head up highI don't care what I have to step overI'm prepared to look you in the eyelook me in the eyeand if you see familiaritythen celebrate the contradictionhelp me when I fall towalk unafraidI'll be clumsy insteadhold my love me or leave mehigh.walk unafraidI'll be clumsy insteadhold my love me or leave mehigh. Link to post Share on other sites
lizish Posted May 22, 2007 Share Posted May 22, 2007 War http://www.scjag.com/mp3/jag/ladyhawkwar.mp3 Men of the world hear the drums in the distanceBlaring the beat from the streets of the suburbsGo it alone it Link to post Share on other sites
Jesusetc84 Posted May 22, 2007 Share Posted May 22, 2007 Every step of the way, we walk the lineYour days are numbered, so are mineTime is piling up, we struggle and we strayWe're all boxed in, nowhere to escape City's just a jungle, more games to playTrapped in the heart of it, tryin' to get awayI was raised in the country, I been working in the townI been in trouble ever since I set my suitcase down Got nothing for you, I had nothing beforeDon't even have anything for myself anymoreSky full of fire, Pain pouring downNothing you can sell me, I'll see you around All my powers of expression and thoughts so sublimeCould never do you justice in reason or rhymeOnly one thing I did wrongStayed in Mississippi a day too long Well, the devil's in the alley, mule's in the stallSay anything you wanna, I have heard it allI was thinking about the things that Rosie saidI was dreaming I was sleeping in Rosie's bed Walking through the leaves, falling from the treesFeeling like a stranger nobody seesSo many things that we never will undoI know you're sorry, I'm sorry too Some people will offer you their hand and some won'tLast night I knew you, tonight I don'tI need something strong to distract my mindI'm gonna look at you 'til my eyes go blind Well I got here following the southern starI crossed that river just to be where you areOnly one thing I did wrongStayed in Mississippi a day too long Well my ship's been split to splinters and it's sinking fastI'm drowning in the poison, got no future, got no pastBut my heart is not weary, it's light and it's freeI've got nothing but affection for all those who sailed with me Everybody's moving, if they ain't already thereEverybody's got to move somewhereStick with me baby, stick with me anyhowThings should start to get interesting right about now My clothes are wet, tight on my skinNot as tight as the corner that I painted myself inI know that fortune is waiting to be kindSo give me your hand and say you'll be mine Well, the emptiness is endless, cold as the clayYou can always come back, but you can't come back all the wayOnly one thing I did wrongStayed in Mississippi a day too long Link to post Share on other sites
mountain bed Posted May 25, 2007 Share Posted May 25, 2007 When a Soldier Makes It Home------------------------------------ Halfway around the world tonightIn a strange and foriegn landA soldier packs his memoriesAs he leaves AfghanistanBack home they don't know too muchThere's just no way to tellI guess you had to be thereFor to know that war is Hell And there won't be any victory paradesFor those that's comin' backThey'll fly them in at midnightAnd unload the body sacksAnd the living will be walkin'Down a long and lonely roadBecause nobody seems to care these daysWhen a soldier makes it home They'll say it wasn't easyJust another 'job well done'As the government in Kabul fallsTo the sound of rebel gunsAnd the faces of their comradesBein' blown out of the skyLeaves you bitter with the feelingThat they didn't have to die And there won't be any victory paradesFor those that make it backThey'll fly them in at midnightAnd unload the body sacksAnd the living will be walkin'Down a long and lonely roadBecause nobody seems to care these daysWhen a soldier makes it home But halfway around the world tonightIn a strange and foriegn landA soldier unpacks his memoriesThat he saved from Vietnam'Cause back home they didn't know too muchThere was just no way to tellI guess you had to be thereFor to know that war was Hell And there wasn't any big paradesFor those that made it backThey flew them in at midnightAnd unloaded all the sacksAnd the living was left walkin'Down a long and lonely road'Cause no one seemed to care back thenWhen a soldier made it home The night is comin' quicklyAnd the stars are on their wayAs I stare into the eveningLookin' for the words to sayThen I saw a lonely soldierJust a boy that's far from homeAnd I saw that I was just like himWhile the pounding surf I roam And there may not be any big parades If I ever make it backAs I come home undercoverTo a world that can't keep trackAnd the heroes that have fallenLet alone the ones who oweWhich is why nobody seems to careWhen a soldier makes it home Link to post Share on other sites
awatt Posted May 26, 2007 Share Posted May 26, 2007 One of the most misunderstood songs ever... Born down in a dead man's townThe first kick I took was when I hit the groundYou end up like a dog that's been beat too much'Til you spend half your life just covering up [chorus:]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 got in a little hometown jamAnd so they put a rifle in my handsSent me off to VietnamTo go and kill the yellow man [chorus] Come back home to the refineryHiring man says "Son if it was up to me"I go down to see the V.A. manHe said "Son don't you understand" [chorus] I had a buddy at Khe SahnFighting off the Viet CongThey're still there, he's all goneHe had a little girl in SaigonI got a picture of him in her arms Down in the shadow of the penitentiaryOut by the gas fires of the refineryI'm ten years down the roadNowhere to run, ain't got nowhere to go I'm a long gone Daddy in the U.S.A.Born in the U.S.A.I'm a cool rocking Daddy in the U.S.A.Born in the U.S.A. Link to post Share on other sites
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