Casting Crowns – American Dream (Ukulele)

C               Am                         C
All work no play may have made Jack a dull boy

                Am                            C      
But all work no God has left Jack with a lost soul

               C
But he's moving on full steam

Am                               C
He's chasing the American dream

                              Am            
And he's gonna give his family finer things

C             Am                           C
Not this time son I've no time to waste

          Am                             C
Maybe Tomorrow we'll have time to play 

                       Am             C
And then he slips into his new BMW

                          Am                       D
And drives farther and farther and farther away

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'Cause  he works all day and tries to sleep at night 

D                             F                C
He says things will get better; better in time

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'Cause he works and he builds with his own two hands

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And he pours all he has in a castle made with sand 

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But the wind and the rain are comin' crashing in 

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Time will tell just how long his kingdom stands

               C Am Fm
His kingdom stands

C                   Am
His American dream is begining to seem 

C                             Am
More and More like a nightmare

                       C
with every passing day

                                 Am
"Daddy, can you come to my game?" 

                                   C
"Oh Baby, please don't work late."

                         Am
Another wasted weekend

                           D
And they are slipping away

D                     F                          C
'Cause he works all day and lies awake at night 

D                             F                
He tells them  things will get better

                                    C
It'll just take a little more time

C                              Am          
He used to say, "Who ever died with the most toys wins."

C                         Am
But if he loses his soul, what has he gained in the end

C
I'll take a shack on a rock 

Am                        D
Over a castle in the sand

D                     F                          C
Now he works all day and cries alone at night 

D                             F                
It's not getting any better 

C
All they really wanted was you

C
All they really wanted was you

C
All they really wanted was you