OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Upcoming Concerts for Bruce Springsteen

Top Songs By Bruce Springsteen

Similar Songs

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Guitar
Sam Bardfeld
Sam Bardfeld
Violin
Art Baron
Art Baron
Trombone
Frank Bruno
Frank Bruno
Vocals
Jeremy Chatzky
Jeremy Chatzky
Bass
Larry Eagle
Larry Eagle
Drums
Clark Gayton
Clark Gayton
Trombone
Charles Giordano
Charles Giordano
Accordion
Curtis King, Jr.
Curtis King, Jr.
Vocals
Greg Liszt
Greg Liszt
Banjo
Lisa Lowell
Lisa Lowell
Vocals
Eddie Manion
Eddie Manion
Saxophone
Cindy Mizelle
Cindy Mizelle
Vocals
Curt Ramm
Curt Ramm
Trumpet
Marty Rifkin
Marty Rifkin
Dobro
Patti Scialfa
Patti Scialfa
Vocals
Marc Anthony Thompson
Marc Anthony Thompson
Vocals
Soozie Tyrell
Soozie Tyrell
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brett Dicus
Brett Dicus
Assistant Engineer
Brandon Duncan
Brandon Duncan
Assistant Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Bob Clearmountain
Bob Clearmountain
Mixing Engineer
John Cooper
John Cooper
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

What is this land America, so many travel there
I'm going now while I'm still young, my darling meet me there
Wish me luck my lovely, I'll send for you when I can
And we'll make our home in the American land
Over there the women wear silk and satin to their knees
Children dear, the sweets, I hear, are growing on the trees
Gold comes rushing out the rivers straight into your hands
If you make your home in the American land
There's diamonds in the sidewalk, there's gutters lined in song
Dear I hear that beer flows through the faucets all night long
There's treasure for the taking, for any hard working man
Who'll make his home in the American land
I docked at Ellis Island in the city of light and spire
Wandered to the valley of red-hot steel and fire
Made the steel that built the cities with the sweat of our two hands
We made our home in the American land
There's diamonds in the sidewalk, there's gutters lined in song
Dear I hear that beer flows through the faucets all night long
There's treasure for the taking, for any hard working man
Who will make his home in the American land
The McNicholas, the Posalski's, the Smiths, Zerillis too
The Blacks, the Irish, Italians, the Germans and the Jews
Come across the water a thousand miles from home
With nothin' in their bellies but the fire down below
They died building the railroads, worked to bones and skin
Died in the fields and factories, names scattered in the wind
Died to get here a hundred years ago, they're dyin' now
The hands that built the country we're always trying to keep down
There's diamonds in the sidewalk, there's gutters lined in song
Dear I hear that beer flows through the faucets all night long
There's treasure for the taking, for any hard working man
Who'll make his home in the American land
Who'll make his home in the American land
Who'll make his home in the American land
Written by: Bruce Springsteen

Shazam Footer

Select language:

Company

Legal

Google Play Store
Apple App Store
Chrome Web Store
Galaxy Store

Follow Us

© Copyright 2025 Apple Inc. and its affiliates | Supplier Responsibility
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out