Ode: Not in the U.S.A.

Wrong Side of the TracksOde:

Not in the U.S.A.

Born I was in the U.S.A. on a defunct Air Force base…
Rantoul, Illinois but my docs say: Chenute…
but it’s all the same we’re all born somewhere
point is I never had a home…not in the U.S.A.

My life was marked for travel, could have been a gypsy
lived in more places before I was 21
than most people live in their whole existence
point is I never had a home…not in the U.S.A.

I traveled from the center, like some crazy human atom
to the deep south up to the far north
from coast to coast and across the pacific…
point is I never had a home…not in the U.S.A.

Never lived in a civilian town, always on a Base
never knew out in out prejudice or wrong sides of places
never knew white trash or niggers neither, just people…
point is I never had a home…not in the U.S.A.

Oh, I just lied!  I lived in Small Town for one eternal year,
knew what it meant to be a pariah, ’cause I’d flown in a plane
an outsider, ’cause I spoke proper English, an outcast..
point is I never had a home…not in the U.S.A.

Learnt all about those rail-road tracks and shanty houses too…
learnt all about poverty and prejudice and old-time religion
alcoholics and wife beaters…I was two and ten then…
point is I never had a home…not in the U.S.A.

Happy was I to return to a base…where life was sane and safe
My gypsy life seemed finer then…after that experience
no life-long friends had I…no roots…no place…
point is I never had a home…not in the U.S.A.

I won’t lament my life my friends…my story didn’t end there
once I was on my own…I traveled even farther still
10 years in Africa…then I found my place…in Italy…an ex-pat…
point is I never had a home…not in the U.S.A.

Now I pass my days in my own home…planted like a tree
childhood gave me all the tools I need…adaptive’s what I am
Got over feeling deprived of roots…made my own you see…
point is I never had a home…not in the U.S.A.

Another sort of misfit…outcast…pariah…outsider was I
traveled far to feel at home, though a foreigner am I
basically my home’s inside myself…it’s not about a place…
point is I never had a home…not in the U.S.A.