Born down in a dead man's town
  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 life just covering up
    Born in the U.S.A., I was 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 said Son if it was up to me
  Went down to see my V.A. man
  He said Son, don't you understand
      I had a brother at Khe Sahn
  Fighting off the Viet Cong
  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 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 U.S.A., I was born in the U.S.A.
  Born in the U.S.A., I'm a long gone Daddy in the U.S.A.
  Born in the U.S.A., Born in the U.S.A.
  Born in the U.S.A., I'm a cool rocking Daddy in the U.S.A.