David Bowie

David Bowie - Young American guitar tab

Artist-David Bowie

Song-Young Americans

Tuning-Standard

Tabber-coldshot11 Cold_shot11@yahoo.com

intro: C, Dm, F, G (4x)

C

They pulled in just behind the fridge

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

CHORUS:

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

Scanning life thru the picture window

She finds the slinky vagabond

He coughs as he passes her Ford Mustang

Heaven forbid she'll take anything

But the freak and his type-all for nothing

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 want s the young American

Young American, young American

she wants the young American

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

All the way from Washington

He breadwinner begs of the bathroom floor

"Live for just these twenty years

Do we have to die for the fifty more?"

All night-he want s the young American

Young American, young American

he wants the young American

It's all right-but he wants the young American...

interlude: Am, G, F, G

bridge:

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

Ain't that close to love?

Well ain't that poster love?

Well it ain't that brbie doll

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

You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler

Pimps got a Caddy-lady got a Chrysler

Black's got respect-white's got his soul train

Mama's got cramps and look at your hands hey

"I heard the news today, oh boy"

I got-suite and you got defeat

Ain't there a man-who could say no more

Ain't there a woman-I can sock on the jaw

Ain't there a child-I can hold without judging

Ain't there a pen-that will write before they die

Ain't you proud-that you've still got faces

and ain't there one *** song that can make me

break down and cry...

All night-I want the young American

Young American, young American

I want the young American

It's all right-I want the young American

From: etxjrun@etxb.eua.ericsson.se (Jan Runesson)

Subject: CRD:Bowie - Young Americans, help needed

Here is a David Bowie song I tried to figure out the other day and this is

what I came up with. I am not sure I got everything correct. The G might

be a Gsus4 or something similar. Help me out here. Corrections are welcome!

C

They pulled in just behind the fridge

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 .................................

intro: C, Dm, F, G (4x)

C

They pulled in just behind the fridge

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

CHORUS:

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

Scanning life thru the picture window

She finds the slinky vagabond

He coughs as he passes her Ford Mustang

Heaven forbid she'll take anything

But the freak and his type-all for nothing

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 want s the young American

Young American, young American

she wants the young American

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

All the way from Washington

He breadwinner begs of the bathroom floor

"Live for just these twenty years

Do we have to die for the fifty more?"

All night-he want s the young American

Young American, young American

he wants the young American

It's all right-but he wants the young American...

interlude: Am, G, F, G

bridge:

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

Ain't that close to love?

Well ain't that poster love?

Well it ain't that brbie doll

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

You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler

Pimps got a Caddy-lady got a Chrysler

Black's got respect-white's got his soul train

Mama's got cramps and look at your hands hey

"I heard the news today, oh boy"

I got-suite and you got defeat

Ain't there a man-who could say no more

Ain't there a woman-I can sock on the jaw

Ain't there a child-I can hold without judging

Ain't there a pen-that will write before they die

Ain't you proud-that you've still got faces

and ain't there one *** song that can make me

break down and cry...

All night-I want the young American

Young American, young American

I want the young American

It's all right-I want the young American

From: etxjrun@etxb.eua.ericsson.se (Jan Runesson)

Subject: CRD:Bowie - Young Americans, help needed

Here is a David Bowie song I tried to figure out the other day and this is

what I came up with. I am not sure I got everything correct. The G might

be a Gsus4 or something similar. Help me out here. Corrections are welcome!

C

They pulled in just behind the fridge

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 .................................

intro: C, Dm, F, G (4x)

C

They pulled in just behind the fridge

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

CHORUS:

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

Scanning life thru the picture window

She finds the slinky vagabond

He coughs as he passes her Ford Mustang

Heaven forbid she'll take anything

But the freak and his type-all for nothing

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 want s the young American

Young American, young American

she wants the young American

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

All the way from Washington

He breadwinner begs of the bathroom floor

"Live for just these twenty years

Do we have to die for the fifty more?"

All night-he want s the young American

Young American, young American

he wants the young American

It's all right-but he wants the young American...

interlude: Am, G, F, G

bridge:

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

Ain't that close to love?

Well ain't that poster love?

Well it ain't that brbie doll

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

You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler

Pimps got a Caddy-lady got a Chrysler

Black's got respect-white's got his soul train

Mama's got cramps and look at your hands hey

"I heard the news today, oh boy"

I got-suite and you got defeat

Ain't there a man-who could say no more

Ain't there a woman-I can sock on the jaw

Ain't there a child-I can hold without judging

Ain't there a pen-that will write before they die

Ain't you proud-that you've still got faces

and ain't there one *** song that can make me

break down and cry...

All night-I want the young American

Young American, young American

I want the young American

It's all right-I want the young American

From: etxjrun@etxb.eua.ericsson.se (Jan Runesson)

Subject: CRD:Bowie - Young Americans, help needed

Here is a David Bowie song I tried to figure out the other day and this is

what I came up with. I am not sure I got everything correct. The G might

be a Gsus4 or something similar. Help me out here. Corrections are welcome!

C

They pulled in just behind the fridge

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 .................................

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