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The Immigrant (Live) - Neil Sedaka

Harbours open their arms

To the young searching foreigner

Come to live in the light of the beacon of liberty

Plains and open skies

Billboards would advertise

Was it anything like

That when you arrived

Dream boats carried

The future to the heart of America

People were waiting

In line for a place by the river

It was a time when

Strangers were welcome here

Music would play they

Tell me the days were sweet and clear

It was a sweeter tune

And there was so much room

That people could come from everywhere

Now he arrives with

His hopes and his heart set on miracles

Come to marry his fortune

With a hand full of promises

To find they've closed the door

They don't want him anymore

There isn't any more to go around

Turning away he remembers

He once heard a legend

That spoke of a mystical

Magical land called America

There was a time when

Strangers were welcome here

Music would play they

Tell me the days were sweet and clear

It was a sweeter tune

And there was so much room

That people could come from everywhere

There was a time when

Strangers were welcome here

Music would play they

Tell me the days were sweet and clear

There was a time when

Strangers were welcome here

Music would play they

Tell me the days were sweet and clear