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The American Dream
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Marty Robbins
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Well the sun's settin' on the veranda As the ceilin' fan stirs the air I pour me another a-what I've been drinkin' Sit back in my wicker chair She's still in that big house in Houston Where we tried to find happiness Somehow I know she would not understand it If she could see me like this There's no lawn to mow 'cause the grass doesn't grow People get high every day It's a little bit hotter ya can't drink the water A dollar still goes a long way Tequila is sweet, senoritas are neat And peace of mind is free Yeah, two-hundred miles south of the border I found the American dream We thought we'd found it in Houston With the house and the cars and the pool Sometimes people own things, sometimes things own you I won't even bother to write her She'd hate it down here anyhow She can have all the things we had together I won't be needin' them now
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