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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Willie Nelson
Willie Nelson
Performer
Barry Bales
Barry Bales
Acoustic Bass Guitar
Jim "Moose" Brown
Jim "Moose" Brown
Piano
Fred Eltringham
Fred Eltringham
Drums
Kevin "Swine" Grantt
Kevin "Swine" Grantt
Acoustic Bass Guitar
James Mitchell
James Mitchell
Electric Guitar
Larry Paxton
Larry Paxton
Bass Guitar
Mickey Raphael
Mickey Raphael
Harmonica
Michael Rojas
Michael Rojas
Synthesiser
Matt Rollings
Matt Rollings
Piano
Bobby Terry
Bobby Terry
Acoustic Guitar
Buddy Cannon
Buddy Cannon
Background Vocals
Melonie Cannon
Melonie Cannon
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Guy Clark
Guy Clark
Lyrics
Roger Murrah
Roger Murrah
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Buddy Cannon
Buddy Cannon
Producer
Tony Castle
Tony Castle
Recording Engineer
Steve Chadie
Steve Chadie
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Oh, Ellis island was swarming Like a scene from a costume ball Decked out in the colors of Europe And on fire with the hope of it all There my father's own father stood huddled With the tired and hungry and scared Turn of the century pilgrims Bound by the dream that they shared They were standing in line just like cattle Poked and sorted and shoved Some were one desk away from freedom Some were torn from someone they love Through this sprawling Tower of Babel Came a young man, confused and alone Determined and bound for America And carrying all that he owned Sometimes when I looked in my grandfather's immigrant eyes I saw that day reflected and couldn't hold my feelings inside I saw started with nothing and working hard all of his life "So don't take it for granted" said grandfather's immigrant eyes He would rock and stare out the window But his eyes were still just as clear As the day he sailed through the Harbor And came ashore on that island of tears My grandfather's days were numbered But I won't let his memory die 'Cause he gave me the gift of this country And the look in his immigrant eyes Sometimes when I looked in my grandfather's immigrant eyes I saw that day reflected and couldn't hold my feelings inside I saw started with nothing and working hard all of his life "So don't take it for granted" said grandfather's immigrant eyes "Don't take it for granted" said grandfather's immigrant eyes
Writer(s): Roger Murrah, Guy Clark Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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