David Bowie – Young Americans
Young Americans Chords
Guitar chords and lyrics of Young Americans by David Bowie
Published 1975
Original key C
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C Dm F G
C Dm F G
C Dm
They pulled in just behind the bridge he lays her down, he frowns
F G
Gee my life's a funny thing, am I still too young?
C Dm
He kissed her then and there she took his ring, took his babies
F G
It took him minutes, took her nowhere, Heaven knows,
she'd have taken anything, but
F G
All night, she wants the young American
C Dm
Young American, young American, she wants the young American
F G
All night, she wants the young American
C Dm
Scanning life through the picture window She finds the slinky vagabond
F G
He coughs as he passes her Ford Mustang, but Heaven forbid, she'll take anything
C Dm
But the freak, and his type, all for nothing, he misses a step and cuts his hand, but
F G
Showing nothing, he swoops like a song she cries "Where have all Papa's heroes gone?"
F G
All night, she wants the young American
C Dm
Young American, young American, she wants the young American
F G
All right, she wants the young American
C Dm
All the way from Washington her bread-winner begs off the bathroom floor
F G
We live for just these twenty years do we have to die for the fifty more?
F G
All night he wants the young American
C Dm
Young American, young American, he wants the young American
F G
All right he wants the young American
Am G F G
Am Em C G
Do you remember, your President Nixon?
Am Em F E
Do you remember, the bills you have to pay or even yesterday?
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D Em
Have you have been an un-American? Just you and your idol singing falsetto 'bout
G A
Leather, leather everywhere, and not a myth left from the ghetto
D Em
Well, well, well, would you carry a razor in a case, just in case of depression?
G A
Sit on your hands on a bus of survivors blushing at all the afro-Sheeners
D Em
Ain't that close to love? Well, ain't that poster love?
G A
Well, it ain't that Barbie doll her heart's been broken just like you have
G A
All night you want the young American
D Em
Young American, young American, you want the young American
G A
All right you want the young American
D Em
You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler, a pimp's got a Cadi and
a lady got a Chrysler
G A
Black's got respect, and white's got his soul train Mama's got cramps,
and look at your hands ache
D Em
I heard the news today, oh boy I got a suite and you got defeat
G A
Ain't there a man you can say no more? And, ain't there a woman
I can sock on the jaw?
D Em
And, ain't there a child I can hold without judging? Ain't there
a pen that will write before they die?
G A
Ain't you proud that you've still got faces? Ain't there
one damn song that can make me break down and cry?
G A
All night I want the young American
D Em
Young American, young American, I want the young American
G A D
All right I want the young American, Young American
Em
Young American, Young American, I want the young American
G A
All night You want I, I want you want
D Em
Young American, Young American, I want the young American
G A
All night All I want is the Young American
D Em
Young American, Young American, I want the young American
G A
All night