The first kick I took was when I hit the
ground
You end up like a dog that's been beat too much
Till you spend half your live just covering up.

Born in the U.S.A.
I was born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.

Got in a little hometown jam so they put
A rifle in my hand
Sent me off to a foreign land
to go and kill the yellow man.

Born in the U.S.A...

Come back home to the refinery
Hiring man says: " Son if it was up to me"
Went down to see my V.A. man
He said: "Son, don't you understand now".

Had a brother at Khe Sayn
Fighting off the Vietcong
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 penitentiary
Out by the gas fires of the Refinery
I'n ten years burning down the road
Nowhere to run ain't got
Nowhere to go

Born in the U.S.A....

I'm a cool rocking daddy in the U.S.A.