Young Americans Chords

Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

C Dm F G

CThey pulled in just behind the fridge

 He laysDm her down-he frowns

F"Gee my life's a funny thing

 Am I Gstill too young"

CHe kissed her then and there

 She took his ring, tDmook his babies

 It tFook him minutes, took her nowhere

GHeaven knows she'dve taken anything

Chorus

FAll nGight-she want s the young American

CYounDmg American, young American

she wants the young American

 It's aFll Gright-but she wants the young American

Scanning life thru the picture window

She finds the slinky vagabond

He coughs as he passes her Ford Mustang

Heaven forbid she'll take anything

But the freak and his type-all for nothing

Misses a step and cuts his hand

Showing nothing he swoops like a song

She cries "where have all papa's heroes gone?"

All night-she want s the young American

Young American, young American

she wants the young American

It's all right-but she wants the young American

All the way from Washington

He breadwinner begs of the bathroom floor

"Live for just these twenty years

Do we have to die for the fifty more?"

All night-he want s the young American

Young American, young American

he wants the young American

It's all right-but he wants the young American...

Interlude

Am G F G

Bridge

AmDo you remember yGour PreCsident Nixon?

AmSo you remember Gthe bills youF have to pay

 or even yestEerday?

Break

D, [G(ii)], [G(iii)], [D(ii)], [A(ii)]

DHave you been the un-American

EmJust you and your id singing falsetto 'bout

Gleather, leather everywhere and

Anot a myth left from the Ghetto

DWell, well, well would you carry a razor?

EmIn case, just in case of depression

GSit on your hands on a bus of survivors

ABlushing at all the afro-sheeners

Ain't that close to love?

Well ain't that poster love?

Well it ain't that brbie doll

Her hearts have been broken just like you

GAllA night-you want the young American

DYoung American, young American Em

you want the young American

 It'sG allA right-you want the young American

You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler

Pimps got a Caddy-lady got a Chrysler

Black's got respect-white's got his soul train

Mama's got cramps and look at your hands hey

"I heard the news today, oh boy"

I got-suite and you got defeat

Ain't there a man-who could say no more

Ain't there a woman-I can sock on the jaw

Ain't there a child-I can hold without judging

Ain't there a pen-that will write before they die

Ain't you proud-that you've still got faces

and ain't there one damn song that can make me

break down and cry...

All night-I want the young American

Young American, young American

I want the young American

It's all right-I want the young American

Here is a David Bowie song I tried to figure out the other day and this is

what I came up with. I am not sure I got everything correct. The G might

be a Gsus4 or something similar. Help me out here. Corrections are welcome!

CThey pulled in just behind the fridge

GHe laid her down - he frowns

DmGee my life's a funny thing

FAm I still too young

CHe kissed then and there

GShe took his ring took his babies

DmIt him minutes took her nowhere

FHeaven knows she'd've taken anything

EmAll nigF♯mht - she wants the young American

EmIt's all rigF♯mht - but she wants the young American

Scanning life through the picture window

She finds the slinky vagabond

He coughs as he passes her Ford Mustang

Heaven forbid she'll taken anything

But the freak and his type - all for nothing

He misses a step and cuts his hand

Showing nothing he swoops like a song

She cries where have all papa's heroes gone

All night - she wants the young American

It's all right - but she wants the young American

All the way from Washington

Her breadwinner begs of the bathroom floor

We live for just these twenty years

Do we have to die for fifty more

All night - she wants the young American

It's all right - but she wants the young American

Do you remember president Nixon

Do you remember all the bills you have to pay

or even yesterday .................................