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American Land - Bruce Springsteen
What is this land of America so many travel there
I'm going now while I'm still young my darling meet me there
Wish me luck my lovely I'll send for you when I can
And we'll make our home in the American land

Over there all the woman wear silk and satin to their knees
And children dear the sweets I hear are growing on the trees
Gold comes rushing out the river straight into your hands
If you make your home in the American land

There's diamonds in the sidewalks there's gutters lined in song
Dear I hear that beer flows through the faucets all night long
There's treasure for the taking for any hard working man
Who will make his home in the American land

I docked at Ellis Island in a city of light and spire
I wandered to the valley of red hot steel and fire
We made the steel that built
The cities with the sweat of our two hands
And I made my home in the American land

There's diamonds in the sidewalk there's gutters lined in song
Dear I hear that beer flows through the faucets all night long
There's treasure for the taking for any hard working man
Who will make his home in the American land

The McNicholas the Posalski's the Smiths Zerillis too
The Blacks the Irish the Italians the Germans and the Jews
The Puerto Ricans illegals the Asians Arabs miles from home
Come across the water with a fire down below
They died building the railroads worked to bones and skin
They died in the fields and factories
Names scattered in the wind
They died to get here a hundred years ago they're dying now
The hands that built the country we're all trying to keep down
There's diamonds in the sidewalk there's gutters lined in song
Dear I hear that beer flows through the faucets all night long
There's treasure for the taking for any hard working man
Who will make his home in the American land
Who will make his home in the American land
Who will make his home in the American land