Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song America, artist - Noah Gundersen.
Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Song language: English
America |
I came through the fence in ‘93 |
I know that they are after me today |
I believe this is the land for me |
Of hope, and grace, and liberty |
Oh, my grandfather, he told me |
Son, you’ll never have to run anymore |
Oh, but I broke the law |
Which I will surely die for |
But, now |
I am on my way |
I have to leave today |
Tell my wife and boy that I love them |
I gave my son to America |
God, I pray they treat him well |
Well, my daddy left when I was five |
I do not know if he’s alive at all |
And, it’s hard with just my mom and me |
But I work to feed my family |
And, I work hard to keep my bitter pay |
That the rich man comes and takes away |
So, I killed him in the dead of night |
With my father’s gun |
I took his life away |
I took his life away |
Now, I say |
I was on my way |
I have to leave today |
Tell my mom and sister that I love them |
I am on the run |
From America |
God, I pray they don’t catch me |
Now, I sit here in this dirty cell |
The jailer comes to give me hell |
They have caught me and my race is run |
I’ll surely pay for what I’ve done |
But, then I look up and I see |
This old man staring at me |
He tells me I remind him of someone |
His own boy he left at the age of 5 |
That probably thought his daddy died |
And, how he wished he could tell him |
He would say |
I was on my way, had to leave that day |
Tell my wife and boy that I love them |
I gave my love to America |
God I pray they treat him well |
Oh, god I pray they treat well |
God, I pray they treat him well |