Young Americans accords

C, Dm, F, G (4x)

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 she'dve taken anything

F    G
All night-she want s the young American
C                Dm
Young American, young American

she wants the young American
      F  G
It's all right-but she wants the young American

C
Scanning life thru the picture window
Dm
She finds the slinky vagabond
F
He coughs as he passes her Ford Mustang
G
Heaven forbid she'll take anything
C
But the freak and his type-all for nothing
Dm
Misses a step and cuts his hand
F
Showing nothing he swoops like a song
G
She cries "where have all papa's heroes gone?"

F    G
All night-she want s the young American
C                Dm
Young American, young American

she wants the young American
      F  G
It's all right-but she wants the young American

C
All the way from Washington
Dm
He breadwinner begs of the bathroom floor
F
"Live for just these twenty years
G
Do we have to die for the fifty more?"

F    G
All night-she want s the young American
C               Dm
Young American, young American

she wants the young American
      F  G
It's all right-but she wants the young American

Am  G  F  G

Am               G      C     
Do you remember your President Nixon?
Am              G            F
So you remember the bills you have to pay
            E
or even yesterday?

[break] 

D  G(ii)  G(iii)  D(ii)  A(ii)

D
Have you been the un-American
Em
Just you and your id singing falsetto 'bout
G
leather, leather everywhere and
A
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
Blushing at all the afro-sheeners
D
Ain't that close to love?
Em
Ein't that poster love?
G
Well it ain't that brbie doll
A
Her hearts have been broken just like you

G   A
All night-you want  the young American
D                    Em
Young American, young American

you want the young American
      G     A
It's all right-you want the young American

D
You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler
Em
Pimps got a Caddy-lady got a Chrysler
G
Black's got respect-white's got his soul train
A
Mama's got cramps and look at your hands hey
D
"I heard the news today, oh boy"
Em
I got-suite and you got defeat
G
Ain't there a man-who could say no more
A
Ain't 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
and ain't there one damn song  that can make me

break down and cry...

G  A
All night-you want  the young American
D                      Em
Young American, young American

you want the young American
    G   A
It's all right-you want the young American

C        
They pulled in just behind the bridge 
G
He laid her down - he frowns
Dm
Gee my life's a funny thing
F
Am I still too young
C
He kissed then and there
G
She took his ring took his babies
Dm
It him minutes took her nowhere
F
Heaven knows she'd've taken anything

Em     F#m
All night - she wants the young American
Em          F#m
It's all right - but she wants the young American

Scanning life through the picture window
She finds the slinky vagabond
He coughs as he passes her Ford Mustang
Heaven forbid she'll taken anything
But the freak and his type - all for nothing
He misses a step and cuts his hand
Showing nothing he swoops like a song
She cries where have all papa's heroes gone

All night - she wants the young American
It's all right - but she wants the young American

All the way from Washington
Her breadwinner begs of the bathroom floor
We live for just these twenty years
Do we have to die for fifty more

All night - she wants the young American
It's all right - but she wants the young American

Do you remember president Nixon
Do you remember all the bills you have to pay
or even yesterday