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