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Me and mine have worked this land As long as my grandfather can remember Plow in soil, diggin' holes Pilin' coal, to strippin' down the timber Then they showed up, they shut us down Same old story, the same old town "It's like we don't matter", momma said "At least that's how it seems" And that's the day I woke up From the American dream What are you supposed to do, When the God you're prayin' to Up and goes missin'? Leaves a trail on unpaid bills Broken homes and opioid addiction And then a politian shows up Promisin' that He'll return the jobs That God himself could not bring back Fool me once, shame on you Fool me twice, shame on me Yeah, that's the day I gave up On the American dream Letras de canciones These lamentations Are gettin' too damn hard to sing These lamentations Are gonna be the death of me You see, me and mine, we ain't the kind To sit around idle and complain We're tough as nails, mean as hell Without an ounce of quit in our veins But the harder we work, the more they take Till all the good is gone, for goodness sake Neither the left or the right Are gonna fight for folks stuck in between The way things really are The American dream These lamentations Are gonna be the death of me These lamentations Are gettin' too damn hard to sing These lamentations Are gonna be the death of me These lamentations Are gettin' too damn hard to sing From Letras Mania