American Tune

Many's the time I've been mistaken
And many times confused
Yes, and I've often felt forsaken

And certainly misused
Oh, but I'm all right
I'm all right
I'm just weary to my bones—
Still, you don't expect to be bright and bon vivant
So far away from home
So far away from home

I don't know a soul who's not been battered;
I don't have a friend who feels at ease
I don't know a dream that's not been shattered
Or driven to its knees
Oh, but it's all right
It's all right
For we've lived so well, so long—
Still, when I think of the road
We're traveling on
I wonder what's gone wrong;
I can't help it, I wonder
What's gone wrong

And I dreamed I was dying

I dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedly
And looking back down at me
Smiled reassuringly
And I dreamed I was flying

High up above, my eyes could clearly see
The statue of liberty
Sailing away to sea
And I dreamed I was crying

We come on the ship they call "Mayflower,"
We come on the ship that sailed to the moon
We come in the age's most uncertain hour
And sing an American tune
Oh, and it's all right
It's all right, it's all right;
You can't be forever blessed—
Still, tomorrow's gonna be another working day
And I'm trying to get some rest;
That's all, I'm trying
To get some rest