Letras
Just got home from the Emerald Isle
And I'm glad to see you're all doing so fine
And it feels so good to be finally
In the home of the brave and the land of the free
Kennedy Airport was so divine
Six hours waiting in an immigrant line
And a cab to the Bronx only cost me
Just a hundred pounds in the land of the free
The very next day I went downtown
And I got a job knocking big walls down
Ten bucks an hour sounded good to me
And I'm paying some dead man's Social Security
Got a space on the floor in a room in the Bronx
So glad I got everything that I want
With ten more bodies for company
And you'll never be lonely in the land of the free
Well, the crack is mighty and the beer is cheap
And I never seem to get enough sleep
'Cause I'm always afraid they will deport me
For living like a slave in the land of the free
So goodbye, mammy, and the Emerald Isle
And I won't be coming home for a long, long time
'Til I find some fool who'll marry me
And make me legal in the land of the free
Home of the brave and the land of the free
Hey, Georgie Bush, what about me?
What about me? What about, what about me?
Home of the brave, land of the free
Hey, Georgie Bush, what about me?
What about me? What about, what about me?