Made In America 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.