My mother came to America Sailed through the harbor of hopes and of dreams Back in the Thirties With the streets paved in gold And the sky laced with moonbeams
Mothers and daughters, fathers and sons Here in the free world, we're the lucky ones
Chorus: All of my yearning All of my hunger Maybe I'm learning Sometimes I wonder Good night, New York
Before the Kennedys Before the Beatles Before the Vietnam War Back to a time when anything was possible Having less meant knowing more
Brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts Here in the free world, for that second chance
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My mother came to America Sailed through the harbor of hopes and of dreams And here in the future I hope I've not failed her Cause nothing's the way that it seems