Tonalité : C major•
Intro 1
C
Dm
F
G
C
Dm
F
G
Verse 1
C
They pulled in just behind the bridge
Dm
He lays her down, he frowns
F
"Gee, my life's a funny thing
G
Am I still too young?"
C
He kissed her then and there
Dm
She took his ring, took his babies
F
It took him minutes, took her nowhere
G
Heaven knows,
Chorus 1
she'd have taken anything, but
F
G
(All night)
C
She wants the young American
Dm
(Young American, young American)
(She wants the young American)
F
G
(All right) She wants the young American
Verse 2
C
Scanning life through the picture window
Dm
She finds the slinky vagabond
F
He coughs as he passes her Ford Mustang
G
But Heaven forbid, she'll take anything
C
But the freak, and his type, all for nothing
Dm
He misses a step and cuts his hand, but
F
Showing nothing, he swoops like a song
G
She cries, "Where have all
Chorus 2
Papa's heroes gone?"
F
G
(All night)
C
She wants the young American
Dm
(Young American, young American)
(She wants the young American)
F
G
(All right) She wants the young American
Verse 3
C
All the way from Washington
Dm
Her bread-winner begs off the bathroom floor
F
"We live for just these twenty years
G
Do we have to die for the fifty more?"
Chorus 3
F
G
(All night)
C
He wants the young American
Dm
(Young American, young American)
(He wants the young American)
F
G
(All right) He wants the young American
Solo 1
Am
G
F
G
Am
G
F
G
Bridge 1
Am
Em
Do you remember,
C
G
your President Nixon?
Am
Em
Do you remember,
F
the bills you have to pay?
E
Or even yesterday?
Interlude 1
D
Em
F
G
Em
A
Verse 4
D
Have you been the un-American?
Em
Just you and your idol sing falsetto
G
'Bout Leather, leather everywhere
A
A
And not a myth left from the ghetto
D
Well, well, well, would you carry a razor
Em
In case, just in case of depression?
G
Sit on your hands on a bus of survivors
A
A
Blushing at all the Afro-Sheeners
D
Ain't that close to love?
Em
Well, ain't that poster love?
G
Well, it ain't that Barbie doll
A
Her heart's been broken
A
just like you and
Chorus 4
G
A
(All night)
All night, you want the young American
D
Em
(Young American) young American
(You want the young American)
G
A
All right
Verse 5
You want the young American
D
You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler
Em
A pimp's got a Cadi and a lady got a Chrysler
G
Black's got respect,
and white's got his soul train
A
Mama's got cramps,
A
and look at your hands ache
D
Em
(I heard the news today, oh boy)
I got a suite and you got defeat
G
Ain't there a man who can say no more?
A
And ain't there a woman
A
I can sock on the jaw?
D
And, 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
Ain't there one damn song
Chorus 5
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
All right
D
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
D
Em
(Young American, young American)
(I want the young American)
G
A
All right
[Fade out]
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