American Dreamer

There's a little white church with a clapboard sign

Says, 'Jesus could save you if you could come inside'

There's a bar on the square we'd all like to go

Where the only neon on says "Closed"

There's a little pink house just over the hill

A kitchen full of kids and a table full of bills

There's a man in his chair says, 'They closed down the mill'

But he's drinking like the devil and praying like hell

He says, 'I'm an American dreamer

I'm proud of who I am

I break my back

I bust my ass

I work with these two hands

Just like my father's father

I'd die for my son-to-be

An American dreamer

Just like me'

Somewhere out there there's a boy and a girl

Stuck on the other side of the world

Dreaming about the land of the free

Oh, but someday they'll be just like me

'Cause I'm an American dreamer

I'm proud of who I am

I break my back

I bust my ass

I fight with these two hands

Just like my father's father

I'd die for my son-to-be

An American dreamer

Just like me

Yeah, just like me

Yeah, just like me

There's a little white church with a clapboard sign

Says, 'Jesus could save ya if you could come inside'