A song of my favorite artist. Lyrics: Made in America Nineteen fifteen nine Born down by the factories Cross the Jersey City line Raised on radio Just a jukebox kid I was alright Just a small town homeboy With big time dreams Foollowing his conscience In a world full of extremes Fresh outta high school Only seventeen I was alright Blinded by my vision There ws just no turning back Lika a runaway train Life was steaming down the track You’d say I'd never make it out But I kept on hanging on ...