Made in America, nineten fifteen 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 till 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 out 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,
Yeah we all lose our innocence, it's impossible to hold
I just didn't know it then, I had a packet full of gold

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