Young Americans/ David BowieYoung Americans[ 1974] |
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C Dm F G x2 |C | |Dm | | They pulled in just behind the fridge 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 |F | |G | | All......................................... night she wants the young American |C | |Dm/A | | Young American, young American she wants the young American It's |F | |G | | all......................................right but she wants the young American repeat above until |Am |Am Am G |F | F G |Am x 2 bridge: |Am |G Em |C |G | Do you remember your President Nixon? |Am |G |F | | Do you remember the bills you have to pay or even |E | | yesterday? Strum D Em Dm G7 E A |2-2-0-2-3-2-2-0---2----------------------10----------------5---- |3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3---3---8-8-10-8-----------10-----8-----9----5---- |2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2---2---9-9-9--9-etc-------10-----10----9----6---- |----------------------9-9-9--9------------------9-----9----7---- |----------------------7-7-7--7------------------10----7--------- |---------------------------------------------------------------- |D | |Em | | Have you been the un American Just you & your id 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 hearts have been broken just like you |G | |A | | All..................................... night she wants the young American |D | |Em | | Young American, young American she wants the young American It's |G | |A | | all.....................................right but she wants the young American |D | |Em | | You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler Pimps got a Caddy, lady got a Chrysler |G | |A | | Blacks got respect whites got his soul train Mamas got cramps & look at your hands shake |D | |Em | | I heard the news today, oh boy......I got suite and you got defeat |G | |A | | Aint there a man who could say no more Aint there a woman I can sock on the jaw |D | | Ain't there a child I can hold without judging |Em | | Ain't there a pen that will write before they die |G | | Ain't you proud that you've still got faces |A | |D | |Em drums Ain't there one damn song that can make me break down and cry... |:G | |A | | All..................................... night she wants the young American |D | |Em | :| Young American, young American she wants the young American It's |