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American Dreams

I’ve been trying to make a stand
I’ve been running to the right and left daily
But everywhere I turn, same old story
Its driving me crazy
I’ve just been trying to stand on my own two feet
But any way the cards get stacked
You know that I get beat

Oh, oh—it’s a cryin shame
Poor boy caught up in a rich man’s game
Never had to go to such crazy extremes
Tracking down a living
And dreaming these American dreams

I’ve been doing all I can
But I always seem to have more month than money
Seems the rules have all changed
This ain’t the easy land of milk and honey
The payment’s always due
And the pressure’s always eatin’ at my soul
Cash is still the king and gasoline is worth its weight in gold

Oh, oh—it’s a cryin shame
Poor boy caught up in a rich man’s game
Never had to go to such crazy extremes
Tracking down a living
And dreaming these American dreams

Well, I started out with nothin’
I’ll be lucky if I even break even
The banker owns my soul
And I’m just a couple steps away from screamin’
But I’ll keep on keepin’ on
Cause the only chance I have is to keep trying
I gottta fight my way through the lyin’ and the cryin’ and the dyin’

Oh, oh—it’s a cryin shame
Poor boy caught up in a rich man’s game
Never had to go to such crazy extremes
Tracking down a living
And dreaming these American dreams

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from Children Of The Woodstock Age, released February 27, 2015
©1972-2014 by Al Carmichael. Kendallwood Music ASCAP

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