Song Lyrics

This edit of the song has not yet been released. Lyrics provided below are based on the version appearing on “Madison Square Garden 09-28-1997“ released by Wolfgang’s Vault, and the final version appearing on The Joshua Tree 30th Anniversary Edition is expected to be a different edit, but based on the same starting material.

America!
Yeah
(Go)

In the howling wind comes a stinging rain
I see ‘em driving nails into the souls in the tree of pain
From the firefly, a red orange glow
I see the face of fear
It’s running scared in the valley below

Sky / Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Sky / Oh-oh-oh-oh
Bullet the blue sky / Sky
Bullet the blue sky / Sky
Bullet the blue / Shout
Bullet the blue / Shout

From the locust wind, comes a rattle and hum
Jacob wrestled the angel and the angel was overcome
Ya plant a demon seed, you raise a flower of fire
I see them burning crosses, I see the flames higher and higher

Shout / Oh-oh-oh-oh
Shout / Oh-oh-oh-oh
Bullet the blue sky / Shout
Bullet the blue sky / Shout
Bullet the blue / Shout
Bullet the blue / Shout

Yeah

So this guy comes up to me
His face red like a rose on a thorn bush
Like all the colours of a royal flush
He’s peeling off those dollar bills
Slapping ‘em down
One hundred… two hundred

And I can see those fighter planes
And I can see those fighter planes

Across the mud huts where the children sleep
Through the valleys and the quiet city streets
We take the staircase to the first floor
We turn the key and slowly unlock the door

A man breathes into a saxophone
And through the walls we hear the city groan
Outside it’s America
Outside it’s America
Hey

So anyway
Across the fields
Over the hills outside San Salvador
I see the sky ripped open
I see the rain poring through a gaping wound
Sandino vive en el pueblo
I say Sandino vive en el pueblo
Yeah

So I went walking through New York City
And I see the sky ripped open
And the rain pouring through a gaping wound
Pelting the women and children
Pelting the women and children
And they run, and they run…
Into your arms