American Cheap Dream
I’d like to ride my horse to Arizona
And count every grain of sand in California
Don’t you think that I’m gonna fool ya
I will scream ‘til I am in coma
You know I live so far away
But I want to ride the New York subway
Like a drummer behind his drums
Like a gangster behind his guns
And I keep singing.......
I want to sing the blues in Memphis
Buy all the things that I miss
And travel,travel,travel again
To see those pretty lands
You know I’m stuck in my room
And I think I’m over the moon
‘Cause I travel in my head
I see America from my bed
And I keep singing......