John Q. Public The Immigration Song Lyrics

Immigrants pouring through the door,
They're all so tired,
They're all so poor,
Go to America, they were told,
But found the streets weren't paved with gold,

They had to work hard for their dreams,
They had to pay the price,
In the land of opportunity,
They had to pay the price.

Your grandpa came from accross the sea,
Searching searching hopefully,
Working hard for his children's lives,
So they could go to school and build their minds. They had to work hard for their dreams,
They had to pay the price,
They had to pave those streets themselves,
They had to pay the price.

Build up your American dream,
Shine your prize so it will gleam,
For in this land of opportunity,
You're as American as anyone else,

They had to work hard for their dreams,
They had to pay the price,
In the land of opportunity,
They had to pay the price.

Guitar solo