[Verse 1]
They used to be a metal band until 2010
When they traded in their axes for a bass and mandolin
They bought a six string banjitar and play the tambourine
Everybody's chasing the Americana dream
Skinny jeans and trucker hats, beards and flannel shirts
A couple pair of working boots that have never seen the dirt
They spend their days in coffee shops reading Pitchfork magazine
Everybody's chasing the Americana dream

[Chorus]
They sing about the devil, they sing about The Lord
They sing about the road but they've never been on tour
Living in a fantasy they've made themselves believe
Everybody's chasing the Americana dream

[Verse 2]
They say that country music sold it's soul to make a dime
They say that Hank would disapprove if he was still alive
If he's rolling over in his grave, it's only 'cause he's seen
Everybody chasing the Americana dream

[Chorus]
They sing about the devil, they sing about The Lord
They sing about the road but they've never been on tour
Living in a fantasy they've made themselves believe
Everybody's chasing the Americana dream

[Instrumental Bridge]

[Chorus]
They sing about the devil, they sing about The Lord
They made a full length album with out a single major chord
Trying to touch the past with their vinyl time machines
Everybody's chasing
Everybody's chasing
Everybody's chasing the Americana dream