The American Dream Lyrics - Marty Robbins

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 

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 

Yeah, two hundred miles south of the border 

I found the American dream