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The Immigrant
(Neil Sedaka/Phil Cody)
Harbours opened
their arms
To the young searching foreigner
Come to live in the light
Of the beacon of liberty
Planes and
open skies
Billboards would advertise
Was it anything like that
When you arrived
Dreamboats carry the future
To the heart of America
People were waiting in line for a place
By the river
It was a time when strangers
were welcome here
Music would play, they tell me the days were sweet and clear
It was a sweeter tune and there was so
much room
That people could come from everywhere
Now he arrives with his hopes
And his heart set on miracles
Come
to marry his fortune
With a hand full of promises
To find they've closed the door
They don't want him anymore
Isn't
anymore
To go around
Turning away he remembers
He once heard a legend
That spoke of a mystical magical
land
Called America
There was a time when strangers were welcome here
Music would play, they tell me the days
were sweet and clear
It was a sweeter tune and there was so much room
That people could come from everywhere
There
was a time when strangers were welcome here
Music would play, they tell me the days were sweet and clear
It was a sweeter
tune and there was so much room
That people could come from everywhere
There was a time when strangers were welcome
here
Music would play, they tell me the days were sweet and clear
It was a sweeter tune and there was so much room
That
people could come from everywhere
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