| Well they moved away from the farms they did not own
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| To live happily ever after on a GI loan
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| The future was looking bright back in '62
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| Neath the shadow of atomic bombs and the baby boom
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| You could take a walk downtown without being afraid
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| Hey who’s the better center fielder Mantle or Mays
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| There was chicken in every pot even when times were lean
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| We thought everybody had a shot at the American dream
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| Every mother was supposed to look like Donna Reed
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| Father knew what was best for you and me
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| Our lives were etched on eight millimeter frames
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| As we grew up in houses that all looked the same
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| But there was trouble on the other side of town
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| It was a time when people began to stand their ground
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| As the eyes of the world were opened by a man named King
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| Everybody wanted their share of the American dream
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| Dream on children dream on
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| Don’t let anybody tell you the dream is gone
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| As long as there’s a God above keep praying we never wake up
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| Keep on dreaming the American dream
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| Now there’s medals on the wall I got back in '91
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| And a quarter-acre piece of heaven where my kids can run
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| As I turn off the cable and put my babies to bed
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| I kiss them Goodnight and I whisper under my breath
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| Keep on dreaming the American dream |