Usa Lyrics by Pogues
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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
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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   ...