Voila, An American Dream
Rodney Crowell

D                        G
I beg your pardon, mama, what did you say
A                            D
My mind was drifting on some Martinique day
                          G       
It's not that I'm not interested, you see
A                        D
Augusta, Georgia is just no place to be
         
CHORUS 1:
                       G  
I think Jamaica in the moonlight
A                       D 
Sandy beaches, drinking rum every night
D                      G
We got no money, mama, but we can go
A                                 D
We'll split the difference, go to Coconut Grove

Keep on talking, mama I can hear
Your voice, it trickles down inside of my ear
I feel a tropical vacation this year
Might be the answer to this hillbilly beer

REPEAT CHORUS 1

CHORUS 2:
D              G  
Voila, an American dream
A                     D     
We can travel girl without any means
D                    G
When it's as easy as closing your eyes
A                      D 
And dream Jamaica is a big neon sign

Just keep on talking, mama, I like the sound
It goes so good with that rain falling down
I feel a tropical vacation this year
Might be the answer to this hillbilly beer

REPEAT CHORUS 1 & CHORUS 2 AND END