Tompall Glaser - Sold American lyrics

Faded jaded fallin' cowboy star Pawnshops itchin for his old guitar Where's he goin' ain't nobody knows The sequins have fallen from his clothes Once he heard the Opry crowd applaude Now he's hangin' out at 4th and Broad On a rain wet sidewalk rememberin' the time When coffee with a friend was still a dime But everything's been sold American His early times is finished and the want ad's all are read Everyone's been sold American Been dreamin' dreams in a roll-a-way bed Writin' down his memoirs on some window in the frost Roulette eyes reflectin' another morn of loss Got hauled in by the metro for k**in' time and pain With the singin' brakemen screamin' through his veins And everything's been sold American The lonely night is mourning for the d**h it never dies Everyone's been sold American Don't let me catch you laughin' when the jukebox cries ( guitar - dobro ) Well he told me that he was born so much higher than life But I seen the pictures of his children and his wife Found him fumblin' through his wallet tryin' to find his name It's almost like he raised the price of fame Everything's been sold American No place to go and brother no place to stay Everyone's been sold American Well heaven's golden greyhound drove his soul away