Coyne The little boats in Millwall Docks are bobbing on the sea The sailors that are all aboard are pointing to Liberty The Pearly Queens from Tooting Bec are racing across the grass They're heading for the coastline cause they all have got their pass And the miners up from Durham are running through the West End Old England is on the blink, Old England's round the bend Chorus: We're going to America, the land of the free, statue of Liberty Oh America, the land of the free, statue of Liberty. Well the gangster man holds out his hand and says, "Hello son" Gives me his bloddied legs, says I'm the chosen one And the President in the White House salutes me as I pass He says I'm a favoured citizen as he sits with tea on the grass And my mother and my brother and my sister too are joining me in the fun My father's at the head of us all and he is carrying a gun Oh America, the land of the free, statue of Liberty I said America, the land of the free, statue of Liberty I said America, the land of disease Oh America I said America, the land of deep freeze America I said America, the land of the free Oh America, the land of the free Statue of Liberty, oh