Oh, Ellis Island was swarming Like a scene from a costume ball Decked out in the colors of Europe And on fire with the hope of it all
There 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 sorted and shoved Some were one desk away from freedom Some 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 carrying all that he owned
Sometimes when I looked in my grandfather's immigrant eyes I saw that day reflected and I couldn't hold my feelings inside I saw starting with nothing and working hard all of his life "So don't take it for granted," say grandfather's immigrant eyes
He would rock and stares out the window But his eyes are still just as clear As the day he sailed through the harbor And came ashore on the island of tears
My grandfather's days were numbered But I won't let his memory die 'Cause he gave me the gift of this country And the looked in his immigrant eyes
Sometimes when I looked in my grandfather's immigrant eyes I saw that day reflected and I couldn't hold my feelings inside I saw starting with nothing and working hard all of his life "So don't take it for granted," said grandfather's immigrant eyes "Don't take it for granted," said grandfather's immigrant eyesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
