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AMERICAN DREAMS

I’ve heard my name crossing the waters
Calling from somewhere that I’ve never been
I met a young man on a corner in Dublin
He told me the heavens have opened again
Now I’m waving farewell to my sweet Ireland

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Somewhere there’s a prophet in a place they call Kirtland
And he’s building a temple to worship my God
And I’m filled with new scripture, angels and heavenly things
Wrapped up in American dreams

I kissed the ground when I reached Ellis Island
White snow was falling from the cold winter sky
I asked a man how to get to Ohio
He said, Son all the work’s in those Virginia mines
I said it’s more than a job that I’ve got on my mind

Chorus
Somewhere there’s a prophet in a place they call Kirtland
And he’s building a temple to worship my God
And I’m filled with new scripture, angels and heavenly things
Wrapped up in American dreams

It seemed like a lifetime for my feet to travel
The last 20 miles into town
And tears filled my eyes when Joseph reached out for my hand
And said, “Welcome my friend”

Chorus
Now I know there’s a prophet in a place they call Kirtland
And now I’m building a temple to worship my God
And I’m filled with new scripture, angels and heavenly things
Wrapped up in American dreams

words and music by Jason Deere

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