Margaret Becker

Immigrant's Daughter

Margaret Becker


Grandma sailed the Irish coast 
When she was barely thirteen 
She was young enough 
To believe in her dreams 
And working at a sweatshop 
Down on Bleeker Street 
Staring out the window 
She could see Miss Liberty 
The price didn't seem too steep 

Chorus: 
She believed in a nation 
She believed in love 
She believed in loyalty 
And she put her fate in the hands of God 
I believed in a nation 
That's got more than land and water 
I hope I have the simple faith 
The silent strength 
Of the immigrant's daughter 

She could not be halted 
By famine or disease 
She married America 
And she scrubbed it on her knees 
Fiercely devoted 
To who was yet to be 
She gladly gave her reverence 
To the high authority 
The price didn't seem too steep 

Chorus 

I look at the photographs 
On my naked wall 
The gallery of legacy 
Has such a haunting call 
And falling down on my knees 
The calling comes to me 
I'm gonna run to the land of the living 
And take everyone that I can with me 

Chorus 

I believe in a nation 
I believe in love 
I believe in loyalty 
And I put my fate in the hands of God 
I believe in a nation 
That's got more than land and water 
I hope I have the simple faith 
The silent strength 
Of the Immigrant's daughter 
I hope I have that simple faith