Chords for Kinky Friedman - "Sold American" - Live at Black Bear Lodge

_ _ _ _ _ So [C#] send us out to Pete [D] this evening.
Pete?
_ _ _ _ [A] _
_ Faded, jaded, [G] fallen [D] cowboy star
_ [A] _ Pawn shops itching [G] for your old [D] guitar
_ [G] _
Where you going ain't [D] nobody knows
[G] _ The [Em] sequins are falling from your [A]
clothes
_ _ _ _ _ Once you heard the [G] Aubrey _ [D] crowd applaud _
_ [A] Now you're hanging [G] out in [D] North and Broad
[G] On a rain wet _ [D] sidewalk remembering the time
[G] When coffee with [Em] a friend was still [A] a dime _
_ _ _ _ [D] And everything was [Em] neat, so old American
[A]
The early times is finished [G] and the one at [D] Dollar Inn _ _ _ _ _
[Em] Everyone's been so old American
[A] _ Been dreaming [G] dreams in a rolling [D] _ bin _ _ _ _
[A] _ Writing down your memoirs on [G] some window in [D] the frost
[A] _ Roulette eyes reflecting [G] _ another [D] morning lost
_ [G] Hauled in by the metro for killing time in pain
[G] With a singing [Em]
breakman screaming through [A] your veins _ _
_ _ [D] _ And _ everything's been [Em] so old American
[A] The lonely night is mourning [G] for a dead that [D] never died _ _ _ _ _
Everyone's [Em] been so old American
[A] Don't let me catch you laughing when [G] the _ [D] jukebox cries
_ _ _ _ [A]
You _ _ _ told me you were born so [G] much _ [D] higher than life
[A] But I've seen the faded pictures [G] of your children [D] and your wife
_ _ _ [G] Now they're fumbling through your wallet
[D] And they're trying to find your name
[G] It's almost like [Em] they raised the price of [A] fame _ _ _
[D] _ _ And everything's been [Em] _
so old American
[A] No place to go and no _ [G] _ place [D] to stay
_ _ _ _ _ Everyone's [Em] been so old American
[A] Let heaven's golden greyhound [G] roll your _ [D] soul away
_ _ _ [A] Let heaven's golden greyhound [G] roll your soul _ _ _ [D] away _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _