Well they moved away from the farms they did not own   To live happily ever after on a G.I. loan   The future was looking bright back in '62   'Neath the shadow of atomic bombs and the baby boom      You could take a walk downtown without being afraid   Hey, who's the better centerfielder, Mantle or Mays?   There was chicken in every pot, even when times were lean   We thougth everybody had a shot at the American dream      Every mother was supposed to look like Donna Reed   Father knew what was best for you and me   Our lives were etched on eight millimeter frames   As we grew up in houses that all looked the same   But there was trouble on the other side of town   It was a time when people began to stand their ground   As the eyes of the world were opened by a man named King   Everybody wanted their share of the American dream      Dream on, children, dream on   Don't let anybody tell you the dream is gone   As long as there's a God above   Keep praying we never wake up   Keep on dreaming the American dream      Now there's medals on the wall I got back in '91   And a quarter-acre piece of Heaven   Where my kids can run   As I turn off the cable and put my babies to bed   I kiss 'em goodnight and I whisper under my breath      Dream on, children, dream on   Don't let anybody tell you the dream is gone   As long as there's a God above   Keep praying we never wake up   Keep on dreaming the American dream      Keep on dreaming the American dream...