The Immigrant Waltz

I went to work each day at one in the morning

Working in the nighttime instead of the day

Cleaning the offices of the business people

And the same in your bars to earn my pay

Sent my daughter to college by scrubbing your toilets

And my son's in the army – he's fighting for you

I worked all my life to put food on the table

Worked all my life, and paid taxes like you

I came to this country when I was a baby

I had no choice at all being just ten months old

My parents, they came here for our own safety

To escape the drugs and the guns and your wars

I played baseball in high school – went to church every Sunday

I grew up flying the red, white and blue

I stood for your anthem and sang my heart out

I worked all my life to be American like you

Back in the old country

There is the poverty

There is the drug violence

The tyranny

The guns from America

The drugs for Americans

And the problem you say is me?

I worked hard all my life – went to church every Sunday

I grew up flying the red, white and blue

I still stand for your anthem and sing my heart out

I worked all my life to be American like you

Back in the old country

There is the poverty

There is the drug violence

The tyranny

The guns from America

The drugs for Americans

And the problem you say is me?

I still go to work at one in the morning

Working in the nighttime instead of the day

Cleaning the offices of the business people

And the same in your bars to earn my pay

"Give me your tired

Your poor, huddled masses

Yearning to breathe free"

"Give me your tired

Your poor, huddled masses

Yearning to breathe free"

"Give me your tired

Your poor, huddled masses

Yearning to breathe free"