Born in the U.S.A.

Born down in a dead man′s town
The first kick I took was when I hit the ground
End up like a dog that’s been beat too much
′Til you spend half your life just to cover it up now

Born in the USA
I was born in the USA
I was born in the USA
Born in the USA, now

Got in a little hometown jam
So they put a rifle in my hands
Send me off to a foreign land
To go and kill the yellow man

Born in the USA
I was born in the USA
Born in the USA
I was born in the USA

Come back home to the refinery
Hiring man said, “Son, if it was up to me”
Went down to see my V.A. man
He said, “Son, don’t you understand, now?”

Oh, yeah
No, no
No, no, no

I had a brother at Khe Sanh
Fightin’ off them 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 the penitentiary
Out by the gas fires of the refinery
I’m ten years burnin′ down the road
Nowhere to run, ain’t got nowhere to go

Born in the USA
I was born in the USA, oh
Born in the USA
I′m a long-gone daddy in the USA, now
Born in the USA
Born in the USA
Born in the USA
I’m a cool rocking daddy in the USA, now