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 goes      No one's leaving California, Pacific transit overload   Gold dust dreamers never warn ya   And my guitar strums   I am the American      I 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 poverty      No one's leaving California, Pacific transit overload   All my friends live on the corner   And my guitar strums   I am the American      Under 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 shoe      No 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