Immigrant Eyes

Guy Clark

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    Oh Ellis Island was swarming
    Like a scene from a costume hall
    Decked out in the colors in Europe
    And on fire with the hope of it all
    There stood my father's own father stood huddled
    With the tired and hungry and scared
    Turn of the century pilgrims
    Bound by the dream that they shared
    They were standing in lines just like cattle
    Poked and prodded and shoved
    Some were one desk away from sweet freedom
    Som were were torn from someone they love
    Through this sprawling tower of babel
    Came a young man confused and alone
    Determined and bound for America
    And carryin' everything that he owned

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    Sometimes when I look in my grandfather's Immigrant Eyes
    I see that day refelcted and I can't
    hold my feelings inside
    I see starting with nothing and
    working hard all of his life
    So don't take it for granted say
    grandfather's Immigrant Eyes

    Now he rocks and stares out the window
    But his eyes are still just as clear
    As the day he sailed through the harbor
    And come ashore on the island of tears
    My grandfather's days are numbered
    But I won' t let his memory die
    'Cause he gave me the gift of this country
    And the look in his Immigrant Eyes

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    Composición: Roger Murrah y Guy Clark

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