Dreaming of America

Big man with your cigar, standing so tall on top of your mountain;

Kicking back on a bed of luxury, looking so fine with all of your gold;

I said hey there Mr., hey there Ma’am, all I really wanted was an honest day's... pay;

But, you took me and you took my land, for every last dime and every last dollar;

CHORUS
Dreaming, dreaming, uh huh;
Well, I’m dreaming, dreaming of America;
Dreaming, dreaming, uh huh;
Well, I’m dreaming, dreaming of America;

Hey there Mr./Mrs. Congressman, making all of the rules, down in Washington;

Can't you hear me hollering, out in the streets with my bullhorn?

But, you turn a blind eye and a deaf ear, but no one it seems wants to hear;

You stole my interests for those of the few, now tell me what am I to do?