Born in the USA

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

Ouh ouh ouh ouh ouh

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah