Story Behind The Song

Half written in Chicago, while a friend and I were hitchhiking across country, the other half written in Bloomington Indiana. Inspired by the life of a transient, roming from town to town, with nothing but his best friend and his guitar.

Song Description

A traveling song. About life on the road, and the experiences that come with it.

Lyrics

The American Dream
Words and Music: Inaiah Lujan

Headin' north for the winter
Ignored all my friends
And I can't promise you the place I end
Will be the same place I began
And I ain't got no money
To me that means I'm free
To go where I wanna, to say what I mean
To do whatever I please

And I'll give thanks to the cities
Who feed me and keep me clean
To Hell with all the rest of you
Destroying the American Dream

I'll walk across this country
Through winds and pouring rain
Over bridges and highways, on busses and trains
Surf Amber Waves of Grains.
If home is where the heart is
Then mines beatin' on the road
In far away spots, through dark junk yard lots
Where the transients welcome me home

And we'll stroll through the cities
Through villages, and one horse towns
Lord help me when the devil comes...
And tries to, tries and tries to pull me down

Headin' north for the winter
Ignored all my friends
And I can't promise you the place I end
Will be the same place I began
It's time for revolution
my best friend he'll agree with me
It's time to reclaim what is rightfully ours
It's time to truely be free

And we'll give thanks to the heavens
When God sheds his grace on thee
To Hell with all the rest of you
Destroying the American Dream