Lyrics

Carmen

From the streets of Manhattan, 1923
A little babe in the city, with the world at her feet
In an age of innovation, still with chasms so deep
But with hope for tomorrow, that little girls can succeed

Carmen, Carmen
She was a shooting star that showered joy
In a world of balls and boys
Sweet little Carmen, how did you ever grow
You lived your life your own way(cause you were free)
You worked at night and in the day
Your paychecks, you saved, you hoped to spend someday

Carmen, Carmen, Carmen
You showed us the way
First to arrive and you never gave up
Through a depression and a World War you trucked
And with God's Grace you conquered all
You took the bull by the horns and gave it a chuck

Don't live in a Nation, Don't live in a Nation, unless you call it home

Carmen, Carmen
With vivid dreams of how it should be
She cleared the path for girls to see
That they can triumph over anything that stands in their way
There's always another day

Don't live in a nation, Don't live in a nation, unless you call it home

Carmen believed there'll always be a way
She bled red, white, and blue and to that she was true
She fought against the odds for me and you
She knew

Don't live in a nation, Don't live in a nation, unless you call it home
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