Made in America Lyrics

One, two, three, four Oh yea
Made in America, nineteen fifty 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 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 made it out, but I kept on hanging on And 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 'til 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 [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/made-in-america-lyrics-richie-sambora.html ]
We all lose our innocence, it's impossible to hold I didn't know it then I had a pocket 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 dream I was made in America, yeah I was made in America
Alright, c'mon, c'mon, alright
Alright Yeah we all lose our innocence, it's impossible to hold I just didn't know it then I had a pocket full of gold When they said I'd never make it, I just kept 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 Made in America, yeah, oh, oh You alright