American Dream Lyrics & Chords By Crashdog

Land of the free, land of the brave.
A poor man lives to dig his grave.
You march the fields, you conquered the lands,
you still can't fill my empty hands.

American dream, you know what I've seen.
American dream, ain't what it really seems!

American way, American dream,
homeless children don't know what it means,
Loaded guns, empty plates,
a mighty nation in dire straights.

Wake yourself up, open your eyes,
in the land where dreams are turning into lies.
The idle rich have locked the door,
while God's outside living with the poor!