I was born in the wagon of a travelin’ show
I was born in the back seat of a Greyhound Bus
I was born in a trunk, mama died and my daddy got drunk
a real live nephew of my Uncle Sam, born on the fourth of July
any others?
Born in the USA…
I was born in a cross-fire hurricane
Night I was born, I swear the moon turned a’fiery red
Born under a bad sign.
Born to run
More specifically, born down in a dead man’s town. The first kick I took was when I hit the ground.
A baby’s born in the middle of the night in a local delivery room They grab his feet, smack him till he cries he goes home the next afternoon.
On the day that I was born, Daddy sat down and cried
I had the mark just as plain as day, it could not be denied.
Booorn to be wild…
The morn’ that I was born my old man beat up the doctor
He clocked the doctor ‘cause the doctor said I looked like Chewbacca
The doctor said "sir, you’re misled sir, which infers you mistook me;
I did not mean your lovely wife was shackin’ up with a wookie
What I mean is Wolverine is less hairy than your son
He’s looks like Chewie Baba Booey Baba Booey and Hong Kong Phooey all
in one
To put it mild your new-born child’s completely nutty fu-fu lookin’
I’d shove him back into the oven until he is done cookin’."
Born freeeeeeeeeeeeee …
I was born in the back seat of a Mustang
I was born on planet earth,
the rotating ball where man comes first
I was born in a laundromat
I was born in a cul-de-sac
I was born on a pirate ship.
(Alright, that last one was a joke from grade school.)
a poor little baby child was born in the ghetto
in the ghetto
*I’ll remember the birth
For the rest of my time on this land
Your mother sweating buckets
And me holding onto her hand
Well your father was absent
He claimed he couldn’t find the ward
Just tugging on mescal
Trying to eat the umbilical cord*
I was born to love you
I was born with a broken heart
I was born to be blue
Born at the instant the church bells chimed
Whole world whispering, born at the right time
My twins were conceived because of the lengthy (hey–it was lengthy enough to make twins–M’KAY?) boring part of “Outland,” but that doesn’t look like what you are looking for.
I was born right here, November '43. My dad was a captain in the army fighting the Germans in Sicily.
Why was I born to love you?
I was born with a plastic spoon in my mouth.