Born in the U.S.A.

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

'Til you spend half your life just coverin' up, now

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. now

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.​ 

I was born in the U.S.A.​ 

I was born in the U.S.A.​ 

I was born in the U.S.A.​ 

Come back home to the refinery

Hirin' 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?"

Oh, yeah

No, no

No, no, no

I had a brother at Khe Sanh

Fightin' off them 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 burnin' 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. now

Born in the U.S.A. 

I'm a long gone Daddy in the U.S.A. now

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. now