Maid in America

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Maid In AmericaShe washed up with the high tideon a raft of inner tubesseven nights on the oceanwith just her prayers for foodshe made it to Miamicos she's got family therefound some work changing bedsheetsand began to pay her shareas a maid in Americawalking miles to work each dayhoping if she lays lowfortune might let her staythe best dresses she ownsare motel uniformsshe's a maid in Americashe works for beggar's wagesbut she lives cheap and savesshe still pictures her husbandslipping 'neath those stormy wavesin the land where she came frommany struggle to be freebut ev'ry loss was worth itshe's poor but she's proud to bea maid in Americawalking miles to work each dayhoping if she lays lowfortune might let her staythe best dresses she ownsare motel uniformsshe's a maid in Americathey didn't brave cruel watersjust to better themselvesshe keeps saving so their daughtercan one day be something elsebesides a maid in Americawalking miles to work each dayhoping if she lays lowfortune might let her staythe best dresses she ownsare motel uniformsshe's a maid in America(c)2004 Robert George