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.
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.