Immigrant Song Ringtones

Ah-ah, ah! Ah-ah, ah! We come from the land of the ice and snow From the midnight sun, where the hot springs flow The hammer of the gods W'ell drive our ships to new lands To fight the horde, and sing and cry Valhalla, I am coming! On we sweep with threshing oar Our only goal will be the western shore Ah-ah, ah! Ah-ah, ah! We come from the land of the ice and snow From the midnight sun where the hot springs flow How soft your fields so green Can whisper tales of gore Of how we calmed the tides of war We are your overlords On we sweep with threshing oar Our only goal will be the western shore So now you'd better stop and rebuild all your ruins For peace and trust can win the day despite of all your losing Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Oh, Ellis island was swarming Like a scene from a costume ball Decked out in the colors of Europe And on fire with the hope of it all There my father's own father stood huddled With the tired and hungry and scared Turn of the century pilgrims Bound by the dream that they shared They were standing in line just like cattle Poked and sorted and shoved Some were one desk away from freedom Some were torn from someone they love Through this sprawling Tower of Babel Came a young man, confused and alone Determined and bound for America And carrying all that he owned Sometimes when I looked in my grandfather's immigrant eyes I saw that day reflected and couldn't hold my feelings inside I saw started with nothing and working hard all of his life "So don't take it for granted" said grandfather's immigrant eyes He would rock and stare out the window But his eyes were still just as clear As the day he sailed through the Harbor And came ashore on that island of tears My grandfather's days were numbered But I won't let his memory die 'Cause he gave me the gift of this country And the look in his immigrant eyes Sometimes when I looked in my grandfather's immigrant eyes I saw that day reflected and couldn't hold my feelings inside I saw started with nothing and working hard all of his life "So don't take it for granted" said grandfather's immigrant eyes "Don't take it for granted" said grandfather's immigrant eyes

Harbours open their arms to the young searching foreigner Come to live in the light of the beacon of liberty Plains and open skies billboards would advertise Was it anything like that when you arrived Dream boats carried the future to the heart of America People were waiting in line for a place by the river Chorus It was a time when strangers were welcome here Music would play they tell me the days were sweet and clear It was a sweeter tune and there was so much room That people could come from everywhere Now he arrives with his hopes and his heart set on miracles Come to marry his fortune with a hand full of promises To find they've closed the door they don't want him anymore There isn't any more to go around Turning away he remembers he once heard a legend That spoke of a mystical magical land called America There was a time when strangers were welcome here Music would play they tell me the days were sweet and clear It was a sweeter tune and there was so much room That people could come from everywhere There was a time when strangers were welcome here Music would play they tell me the days were sweet and clear It was a sweeter tune and there was so much room That people could come from everywhere