Bobby came home with a fistful of greenSaid it was gone like the breezeQuit that old job, took a walk in the parkCame back to *** ya LouiseShe said I'll *** my coatTake the name off of the mailboxI've been waiting for this for yearsTake all the money and the gun out of the drawerTonight we'll make it across our lanesShe said that I'll go where you goWhere we wanna beShe said that I'll go where you goWhere we wanna beWhen we get to CaliforniaThey'll open the door for usWe'll walk in like king and queenMaybe I'll cut my hairShort braid my nails on the hood of a carConvert and get realBut the wheels pulled overAt a gas station he told herJust walk in the park it's on meShe said that I'll go where you goWhere we wanna beShe said that I'll go where you goWhere we wanna beYeahIt's all about the countryIt's all about the countryBobby came out with blood on his shirtThe gun went off in his handGot a fistful of griefCold like the breezeLouise I think that I've got a planShe said that I'll go where you goWhere we wanna beShe said that I'll go where you goWhere we wanna beShe said that I'll go where you goWhere we wanna beShe said that I'll go where you goWhere we wanna beIt's our American dreamAmerican dreamQuit that old jobTook a walk in the parkCame back to *** your hand