| This used to be a one horse town
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| But the pony went away
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| Ended up in China ‘cause
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| They make it cheaper there they say
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| The store fronts all are empty
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| And the factory is dead
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| And these streets I used to walk on
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| Well now they’re just my bed
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| And I’m going down, down, down
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| I’m going down
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| Did a couple years of college
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| But I just couldn’t make it stick
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| Had to come back here and help mamma
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| Because daddy left when she got sick
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| She worked very day for nothing
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| Until she turned 62
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| And the same day that I buried her
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| The bank foreclosed on her house too
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| That’s my American dream
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| And I’ve been all that I can be
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| With nothing left to lose at all
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| I guess I’m free
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| That’s my American dream, dream, dream
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| That’s my American dream
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| Now I stand here at this off ramp
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| And smile as best I can
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| With a sign that says Jesus loves you
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| But it’s hard to think he gives a damn
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| When they roll down their windows
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| And put some spare change in my hand
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| But I’d give it all right back
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| To just be looked at like a man
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| And I’m going down, down, down
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| I’m going down
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| When it’s cold I try the mission
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| On nights like this I sleep outside
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| Under a bridge beside the interstate
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| Where I can hear those trucks roll by
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| And imagine I’m inside one
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| Just rolling down the road
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| But I wake up just to realise
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| That this place is now my home
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| That’s my American dream
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| And I’ve been all that I can be
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| With nothing left to lose at all
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| I guess I’m free
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| That’s my American dream
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| It disappeared in front of me
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| With nothing left to lose at all
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| I guess I’m free
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| That’s my American dream, dream, dream
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| It’s my American dream |