He sits on the back of his pickup
Looking out at the fields that he's sown
Proud of the worh he's accomplished
And all of the rows he's hoed
They say it's not hard bein' a farmer
With a wife and kids by your side
But Mae died in an Oklahoma bombing
And his son in Afghanistan
She works in a factory in Georgia
Drives home to East Tennessee
Just to put food on the table
And shoes on her baby's feet
She used to dream of bein' a cowgirl
Just like the ones you see on TV
But she let it all fade like the pictures
That she hides from her memories
So go on and buy you a big house
With two cars and a big nice garage
And think of all of these people
Whose American dream was a lie
He was injured in a local steam plant
Now he wanders the house all day
Not really sure of his purpose
It's hard livin' on Workman's Comp pay
His wife died due to lack of insurance
They lost their American dream
They say he should really be thankful
The TVA sees to all of his needs
My buddy who lives up in Boston
Had a wife who lost her leg in a race
She was gettin' close to the finish
When her dreams blew up in her face
They lost their house in the suburbs
Now they're livin' under a bridge
He spins a sign for a local tax company
Puttin' money in Uncle Sam's plate
This American dream that they promised
Didn't turn out so good for this man
So go on and buy you a big house
With two cars and a big nice garage
And think of all of these people
Whose American dream was a lie
This country was founded on truth and on God
With mercy and brotherly love
Turn back to the old paths when America shined
When the American dream was ALIVE
So go on and buy you a big house
With two cars and a big nice garage
And think of all of these people
Whose American dream was a lie
Whose American dream was a lie
Whose American dream was a lie
