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
You spend half your life coverin' up
Got in a little hometown jam
So they put a rifle in my hand
Sent me off to a foreign land
Go and kill the foreign man
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Come back home to the refinery
Hirin' man said, "If it was up to me"
Went down to see the V.A. Man
He said, "Son, don't you understand?"
In the shadow of the penitentiary
Gas fires of the refinery
Ten years burnin' down the road
Nowhere to run, nowhere to go
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Rebounder - Born In The USA Lyrics
Rebounder - Born In The USA Lyrics
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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
You spend half your life coverin' up
Got in a little hometown jam
So they put a rifle in my hand
Sent me off to a foreign land
Go and kill the foreign man
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Come back home to the refinery
Hirin' man said, "If it was up to me"
Went down to see the V.A. Man
He said, "Son, don't you understand?"
In the shadow of the penitentiary
Gas fires of the refinery
Ten years burnin' down the road
Nowhere to run, nowhere to go
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
The first kick I took was when I hit the ground
End up like a dog that's been beat too much
You spend half your life coverin' up
Got in a little hometown jam
So they put a rifle in my hand
Sent me off to a foreign land
Go and kill the foreign man
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Come back home to the refinery
Hirin' man said, "If it was up to me"
Went down to see the V.A. Man
He said, "Son, don't you understand?"
In the shadow of the penitentiary
Gas fires of the refinery
Ten years burnin' down the road
Nowhere to run, nowhere to go
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
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Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC