(Keith Stegall/Gary Harrison)
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Well they moved away from the farms they did not own
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To live happily ever after on a G.I. 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 centerfielder, Mantle or Mays
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There was chicken in every pot, even when times were lean
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We thougth 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 teh 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
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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
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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 'em goodnight and I whisper under my breath
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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
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Keep praying we never wake up
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Keep on dreaming the American dream
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The American Dream
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Billy Ray Cyrus |