The American - Angie Aparo
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The American Lyrics
Sonny took a train, Mary took a boat
Somewhere it's gonna be better
Everybody needs a little hope
Ten thousand souls waiting on a bus and it never rolled
So it goesNo one's leaving California, Pacific transit overload
Gold dust dreamers never warn ya
And my guitar strums
I am the AmericanI got a walking stick and an old sock hat
I've got dirty hands and I've got a dream to match
I've got a pocket full
Of government issue cures for povertyNo one's leaving California, Pacific transit overload
All my friends live on the corner
And my guitar strums
I am the AmericanUnder the streetlight, down by the water
Don't worry baby, it's nothing you ever knew
If it makes you feel better, throw down a quarter
Don't worry baby, it won't stick to your shoeNo one's leaving California, Pacific transit overload
Gold dust dreamers never warn ya
And my guitar strums, yeah, my guitar strums
I am the American
