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 time 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 make 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
  
   CHORUS
   We all lose our innocence
   It's impossible to hold
   I didn't know it then
   I had a packet 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
  
   CHORUS
  
   When they said I'd never make it
   I just kept on 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