Karaoké American Child Phil Vassar

I was ten I was thin

I was playing first base

With a secondhand glove and dirt on my face

In nowhere Virginia who'd ever figure

That kid in the yard would go very far?

Four nineteen Lakewood had no silverspoons

Just an old beat up upright that played out of tune

Now I'm singin' and living the life that I love

And when I count my blessings

I thank God I was

An American child an American child

'Cos dreams can grow wild born inside an American child

Seven pounds three ounces she's got my nose

And she's into my heart as deep as it goes

With a promise that's more than just someone's last name

Anyone's equal in late August came

An American child an American child

'Cos dreams can grow wild born inside an American child

My grandfather would have been eighty today

But in forty-five he fell down beside

An American child an American child

Oh oh an American child 'cos dreams can grow wild

Born inside an American child oh an American child

Oh oh oh ooh oh oh oh oh oh oh