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made in america - sambora richie lyrics

(r.sambora & r.supa)
made in america, nineteen fifty nine,
born down by the factories, cross the jersey city line.
raised on radio, just a jukebox kid,
i was alright.
just a small town homeboy, with big dreams,
following his conscience, in a world full of extremes.
fresh outta high school, only seventeen,
i was alright.
blinded 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,
every night i prayed to jesus, and held my head up strong.
i 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 america.
never 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 alright.
we 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 dark.
but 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 my dream,
i was made in america, yeah i was made in america.
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 strong.
and 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.

- sambora richie lyrics

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