American Tune

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

Ah, but I'm alright, I'm alright,
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.

And 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.

But it's alright, it's alright,
For we lived so well so long,
Still, when I think of the road
We're trav'ling 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
And high up above my eyes could clearly see
The Statue of Liberty sailing away to sea
And I dreamed I was flying.

Oh, we come on the ship they call the Mayflower,
We come on the ship that sailed the moon,
We come in the age's most uncertain hours
And sing an American tune.

Oh-oo-oh, but it's alright, it's alright,
It's alright, it's alright,
You can't be forever blessed,
Still, tomorrow's gonna be
Another working day
And I'm tryin' to get some rest,
That's all I'm tryin', to get some rest.