Sold American Lyrics

(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 rollaway bed.

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.

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.

Kinky Friedman - They Ain't Making Jews Like Jesus Anymore

Oct 2005

1. They Ain't Makin' Jews Like Jesus Anymore
2. Rapid City South Dakota
3. Popeye The Sailor Man
4. Homo Erectus
5. Lover Please
6. Wild Man From Borneo
7. Before All Hell Breaks Loose
8. Somethin's Wrong With The Beaver
9. When The Lord Closes The Door (He Opens...)
10. Miss Nickelodeon
11. Autograph
12. Sold American
13. Twinkle
14. Ahab The Arab
15. Dear Abbie
16. Kinky
17. Lady Yesterday
18. Catfish
19. Men's Room, L.A.
20. Bananas And Cream
21. Ol' Ben Lucas
22. Ballad Of Ira Hayes
23. Waitret Please Waitret
24. Kasey
25. If I Never Have Another Hit