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