| We were sittin' underneath the railroad tracks
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| drinking Boon’s farm wine n' kickin' back
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| thinkin' bout how our lives were gonna be
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| then we road our bikes to the Icehouse farm
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| Janey came down with her summer dress on
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| tried to kiss her but you know she turned away
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| and i never did get another chance
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| cos' a football player got in her pants
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| n they had to get married
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| right before the senior prom
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| now 5 kids later with a couple of guys
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| she looks at me with those sad dark eyes
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| thinks about the way things could have been
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| those years are gone and that sun has set
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| and this right here is as good as it gets
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| no use crying over what wasnt meant to be
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| The American dream
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| wasn’t what it seemed
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| but I guess its good to always have a dream
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| So I went off to get a degree
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| Ted walked into the factory
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| just like his father he stepped up to the plate
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| well he raised two kids
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| and he put em' through school
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| even though he knew they though him a fool
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| n' he kept on pushing
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| n ya know they turned ut great
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| that swing shift life really took its toll
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| his hair turned grey now hes gettin' old
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| n' just when it look like he might catch a break
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| after 37 years the plant closed down
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| packed up all the gear and
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| n' they moved outta town
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| n' everybody’s future just seemed to fade away
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| The American dream
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| wasn’t what it seemed
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| but I guess its good to always have a dream
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| I keep on thinkin'
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| that someday now its gonna change
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| there’s a better life a waitin' down the line
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| but when I stop to see
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| how far we’ve really come
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| then in my heart
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| I know that its okay
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| Now we’re sittin' underneath
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| the railroad tracks
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| gotta quart' o' jack daniels n' we’re kickin back
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| thinking bout how our lifetime shoulda been
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| now i ain’t the type to sit and complain
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| but you take a look around
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| and ya see its a shame
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| nothin ever seems to turn out like its planned
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| see I sold my soul to the rock and roll
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| fell outta school n' I hit the road
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| never did get a chance to settle down
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| till a met a woman who was just like me
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| the rest as they say is history
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| now we’re livin' out our lives as best we can
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| The American dream
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| wasn’t what it seemed
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| but I guess its good to always have a dream
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| yeah I guess its good to always have a dream |