Going back to yesteryear A pretty girl bereft of fear Is dancing neath the studded sky She's happy just to be alive She's gotta try, she's gotta fly She won't just let it pass her by She's hanging on to hopes to love Ambition riding through her blood
Your eyes they used to say Come take this girl away You and I, a hood down drive Across the land of the free
Chorus) You had dreams of America Driving you across the Rio Grande I always knew you had those Dreams of America Strolling through the Californian sand Oh no no no, I didn't
