Feeling Good

Traveled to America in 1894 Came from the south of italy from being kind of poor,
Political hardships made it kind of hard, we probably would of stayed If we could pay the land, but that eventually got marred Mom says that were ok But I trust her with all my heart with illness all around and Sickness by the way She's try’s to get well but with no medicine you can't tell Pray to god style, Tonight I hope we'll be well Smile, and pack your bags real good Cause we’ll be gone for a while Ohh I tell you how I feel Say my fantasy 
I see us together in America 
You can be a nice guy Or Be a mad guy We just gotta let Our hatred go Will all be in the high life Soaking up the nice life Acting the way we should I imagine living life like we should You’ll say you never saw it this good La la la la la la You never saw it this good La la la la la la Suffering from a tiny little fever 2 week voyage from Italy to Am-er-rica I'm to the point of no return like Kansas Still shaken a bit because I'm still a bit nervous I'm feeling good oh I could use job, sir Declined like a little kid, at the lunch table We came from italy and now we have a label I'll try to be “normal” if you teach me I used to 
Smile, and I packed my bags real good Cause we were home for a while Ohh I tell you how I feel Say my fantasy I see us together in America You can be a nice guy Or Be a mad guy We just gotta let Our hatred go Will all be in the high life Soaking up the nice life Acting the way we should I imagine a living life like we should You’ll say you never saw it this good La la la la la la You never saw it so good La la la la la la Well I been feeling down How about let's turn it around Went around the globe, finally the boat hit the ground We'll hit up NY, yep, and spend some money 7 dollars a week, thats sweet like honey This is clear glass The sign of the oppression Private meetings, and testaments full of depression A time, a place The travel was worth the wait Brush up on your language But use body language and Smile, and pack your bags real good Cause you'll be home in a while Ohh I tell you how I feel Say my fantasy I see us together in America 
You can be a nice guy Or Be a mad guy We just gotta let Our hatred go Will all be in the high life Soaking up the nice life Acting the way we should I imagine living life like we should You’ll say you never saw it this good La la la la la la You never saw it this good La la la la la la You never saw it this good La la la la la la You never saw it this good La la la la la la You never saw it this good La la la la la la You never saw it this good La la la la la la