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"
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
Oh, yeah, just like me
Yeah

There's a little white church with a clapboard sign
Says, "Jesus could save ya if you could come inside"