Staring out at the old man Watching the trains go by Well, he lives his life on promises But I'm afraid the promise is all he's got You know, life's too short to never take But if you stand aside it'll pass you by He's from some place they call America But he's nothing more than a dead man walking around He's from some pace they call America Yeah, America Ever since he was a boy He had dreams Dreams the size of God and he was Making plans Building. buildings He was gonna have the world in his pocket The Brooklyn bridge in his hands He looks outside his window And see's his past Comin' down on him For the rest of his life, he will us kicking him down Too old to start again my friend He's from some place they call America But he's nothing more than a dead man walking around He's from some pace they call America Yeah, America Takin' me down Takin' the old man down Takin' me down Taking many lives over, over America He's from some place they call America But he's nothing more than a dead man walking around He's from some pace they call America Yeah, America © EMI BLACKWOOD MUSIC INC.; TUBE FACTORY ENRG; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com