Garth Brooks American Dream Lyrics

And the oil fields fed our family
'Neath the amber waves of grain
God, He was our savior
Though his name was spoke in vain

My dad would leave for work each morning
In the twilight's last gleaming
'Cause every day I'd awaken
To the American dream

Written by: Dennis Burnside, Garth Brooks, Jenny Yates
Lyrics © MAJOR BOB MUSIC, INC OBO BURNSIDE MUSIC

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