Sold American Lyrics - Sold American-30th Anniversary - Kinky Friedman

Faded jaded falling cowboy star 

Pawnshops itching for your old guitar 

Where you're going, God only knows 

The sequins have fallen from your clothes 

Once you heard the Opry crowd applaud 

Now you're hanging out at Fourth and Broad 

On the rain wet sidewalk remembering the time 

When coffee with a friend was still a dime 

And everything's been sold American 

The early times is finished and the want ads all are read 

Everyone's been sold American 

In dreaming dreams in a roll away bed 

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Writing down your memoirs on some window in the frost 

Roulette eyes reflecting another morning lost 

Hauled in by the metro for killing time and pain 

With a singing brakeman screaming through your veins 

And everything's been sold American 

The lonely night is mourning for the death it never dies 

Everyone's been sold American 

Don't let me catch you laughing when the jukebox cries 

You told me, you were born so much higher than life 

But I've seen the faded pictures of your children and your wife 

Now they're fumbling through your wallet 

And they're trying to find your name 

It's almost like they raise the price of fame 

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And everything's been sold American 

No place to go and brother, no place to stay 

Everyone's been sold American 

Just let that golden Greyhound roll your soul away