Sold American

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Sold American by Kinky Friedman

Sold American Lyrics

[00:02.77] Faded jaded falling cowboy star
[00:09.52] Pawnshops itching for your old guitar
[00:16.42] Where you're going, God only knows
[00:22.37] The sequins have fallen from your clothes
[00:29.56] Once you heard the Opry crowd applaud
[00:36.14] Now you're hanging out at Fourth and Broad
[00:41.66] On the rain wet sidewalk remembering the time
[00:48.21] When coffee with a friend was still a dime
[00:55.66] And everything's been sold American
[01:02.48] The early times is finished and the want ads all are read
[01:09.26] Everyone's been sold American
[01:15.55] In dreaming dreams in a roll away bed
[01:23.43] Writing down your memoirs on some window in the frost
[01:30.34] Roulette eyes reflecting another morning lost
[01:36.60] Hauled in by the metro for killing time and pain
[01:42.98] With a singing brakeman screaming through your veins
[01:50.74] And everything's been sold American
[01:56.79] The lonely night is mourning for the death it never dies
[02:03.73] Everyone's been sold American
[02:09.38] Don't let me catch you laughing when the jukebox cries
[02:18.31] You told me, you were born so much higher than life
[02:24.36] But I've seen the faded pictures of your children and your wife
[02:30.96] Now they're fumbling through your wallet
[02:33.96] And they're trying to find your name
[02:37.82] It's almost like they raise the price of fame
[02:45.25] And everything's been sold American
[02:51.53] No place to go and brother, no place to stay
[02:58.92] Everyone's been sold American
[03:03.84] Just let that golden Greyhound roll your soul away
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From the album: Outlaws & Armadillos: Country's Roaring '70s