USA

When I was young, I watched the cars When I was older, I drank in bars When I was young, well, I chewed the leaves When I was older, I drank with thieves I found a love, she gave me dreams She left me drunk in New Orleans So cold and lonely, so all alone I wished my heart was made of stone I took the cold bright needle I used it as a sword My eyes have seen the glory of The coming of the Lord I burned across the Delta I swam across the Ford My eyes have seen the glory of The coming of the Lord When I was a young man, standing on this road My empty belly, an aching hole An old man said to me, "Kid don't you know?" That it's the same wherever you go I gambled in two graveyards I won against the odds With the saints and with the saviors With the maggots and the Gods I cursed the things they showed me I could never see again And the howling of the wind at night I wrote upon the rain I found the thing for which I prayed And came back home to the USA With a heart of stone, so now I know That it's the same wherever you go Wherever you go Wherever you go Wherever you go Wherever you go Come, come here we come Come, come here we come Come, come here we come ... --- USA - The Pogues