I was sailing around the world
Too young to be afraid
I was thinking of my girl
She was brilliant I was brave
I was stranded out at sea
Tracer bullets lit the night
I was gonna make it home
I was gonna make her mine

I was proud to hear that sound
of the American Anthem that night
You dont have to worry
Im coming home

Parading in the streets
I was 21 years old
The band was playing loud
Women dancing through the crowd
Convertible cars
Oh the wind was in my hair
She was standing like a dream
In the spring of 45

I knelt down
I heard that sound
Of the American Anthem that night
You dont have to worry, Im finally home
American girl

Im home, American girl