Steve Earle, City Winery and Our Lady of Vilnius Living in a City of Immigrants

And within blocks of each other!

This morning I rolled down the parkway listening to the jaunty strains of Steve Earle's song about New York, "City of Immigrants". I thought of how our little church embodied that song and, in many ways, embodied our city. Steve Earle lives here now, probably within shouting distance of Our Lady of Vilnius. He should come down some Sunday and have a bowl of soup or a dish of kugelis with us.

Tonight Steve and his wife, Allison Moorer, will be performing 2 short blocks and 1 turned corner from Our Lady of Vilnius at the City Winery on the corner of Varick and Spring. See details here.

Here's a clip of Steve Earle singing "City of Immigrants" on the David Letterman show:

Livin’ in a city of immigrants
I don’t need to go travelin’
Open my door and the world walks in
Livin’ in a city of immigrants

Livin’ in a city that never sleeps
My heart keepin’ time to a thousand beats
Singin’ in languages I don’t speak
Livin’ in a city of immigrants

City of black, city of white, city of light, city of innocents
City of sweat, city of tears, city of prayers, city of immigrants


Livin’ in a city where the dreams of men
Reach up to touch the sky and then
Tumble back down to earth again
Livin’ in a city that never quits

Livin’ in a city where the streets are paved
With good intentions and a people’s faith
In the sacred promise a statue made
Livin’ in a city of immigrants

City of stone, city of steel, city of wheels constantly spinnin’
City of bone, city of skin, city of pain, city of immigrants


[All of us are immigrants
Every daughter, every son
Everyone is everyone
All of us are immigrants
Everyone]

Livin’ in a city of immigrants
River flows out and the sea rolls in
Washin’ away nearly all of my sins
Livin’ in a city of immigrants