Only an Immigrant

Only an immigrant

He heard his name being called

From the city 'cross the river his streak of luck would crawl

Bound in expectation

Of a promised land

The streets of gold and dreams of old

Had slipped his hands

Only an immigrant

He made his plans

A practical solution

For a desperate man

He packed his dago pride

And a six gun head

The one he'd seen in movies

Down at the five and ten

In which they said it'd be different

If you played your luck

A little blood sweat and tears

Is all it took

Only an immigrant

It didn't work that way

So he took that long low ride

To the pay off place

Underneath the river

To the upper side

The car sped through the heat

Of a vision tied

In the tears and dissolution

Of an immigrant's pride

Blind in love and sorrow

For a broken dream

That died and was reborn

In this perfect scheme

Only an immigrant

The bullets flew

The women screamed

And the cops they beamed

As the guns blazed blue

And as the smoke it cleared

A puddle grew

Red as roses round a man

That no one knew

"Where's he from?" someone said

No one had a clue

All they knew

Was he was only an immigrant