More songs by Nina Chuba
Description
Composer, Lyricist: Blush Davis
Producer: Yeti Beats
Composer, Lyricist, Producer: Olly Burden
Composer, Lyricist, Mixing Engineer, Producer: Flo August
Composer, Lyricist: David Sprecher
Mastering Engineer: Lex Barkey
Lyrics and translation
Original
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, till you spend half your life just covering 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.
Sent me off to a foreign land to go and kill the yellow man. Born in the USA,
I was born in the USA,
I was born in the USA, I was born in the USA.
Come back home to the refinery, hired man said the son of a gun was up to me. Went down to see my V. A.
man, he said, "Son, don't you understand, now?
" Oh yeah.
Oh no.
No, no, no.
I had a brother, I can't saw, fighting off down with Viet
Cong. They're still there, he's all gone.
He had a woman he loved inside law.
I got a picture of her in my arms, now.
Down in the shadow of the penitentiary, out by the gas fires of the refinery.
I'm ten years burning down the road, nowhere to run, ain't got nowhere to go.
Born in the USA, I was born in the USA, now. Born in the USA, I'm a long gone daddy out of
USA, now.
Born in the USA, born in the USA, born in the USA.
I'm a true rockin' daddy out of USA, now.
Oh yeah.
Oh no, no.
Oh no, no.
Oh!
Oh no, no.
Woo!