(Donny Lowery/Craig Wiseman)



Some people say there's no American dream

I hear them talking but they don't say a thing

I still believe you've got to give it to get

Baptize your every aspiration in sweat

I vow my head each night and roll up my sleeves

'Cause buddy it's a long hard road to Easy Street

Where all the cars go



Fast, fast, fast

When you step on the gas, gas, gas

Nobody else is gonna pass me up going down the road

I want a great big house on the hill

Every pocket full of hundred dollar bills

Givin' me a thrill, thrill, thrill I ain't never known



Is that asking too much

Am I over the line

Am I way out of touch

Tell me am I losing my mind

I know I won't never get enough

Is that asking too much



I've never been accused of dreaming too small

I never saw no shame in wanting it all

I guess that's just the curse of being born poor

No matter what you got you always want more

Everybody wants a lot, a little inside

I'm not the only one with hungry eyes

That wants a car that goes



Fast, fast, fast

When you step on the gas, gas, gas

Nobody else is gonna pass me up going down the road

I want a great bid house on the hill

Every pocket full of hundred dollar bills

Man, givin me a thrill, thrill, thrill I ain't never known



Is that asking too much

Am I over the line

Am I way out of touch

Tell me am I losing my mind

I know I won't never get enough

Is that asking too much



I just wanna go fast, fast, fast

When I step on the gas, gas, gas

Nobody else is gonna pass me up going down the road

I want a great big house on the hill

Every pocket full of hundred dollar bills

Man givin me a thrill, thrill, thrill I ain't never known

When I step on the gas, gas, gas

You know I wanna go fast, fast, fast

Nobody better ever pass me up going down the road

I gotta build me a house on the hill

Every pocket full of hundred dollar bills

Man, givin' me a thrill, thrill, thrill I ain't never known

Now is that asking too much