I usually play capo II, but it works without it.

A                    G       D
Faded, jaded, fallen cowboy star
A                           G   D
Pawn shops itching for your old guitar
G                D
Where you going? God only knows
G                                 A
The sequins have fallen from your clothes

A                       G         D
Once you heard the Opry crowd applaud
A                         G          D
Now you're hanging out at Fourth and Broad
G                             D
On the rain whipped sidewalk, remembering the time
G                                     A
When coffee with a friend was still a dime

D                    Em
And everythings been Sold American
A                           G                        D
The early times is finished and the want-ads all are read
D              Em 
Everyones been Sold American
A                         G         D
Been dreaming dreams in a roll away bed

A                              G             D
Writing down your memoirs on a window in the frost
A                           G               D
Roulette eyes reflecting on another morning lost
G                          D
Hauled in by the metro for killing time and pain
G                                                D
With the Singing Brakeman screaming through your veins

D                    Em
And everythings been Sold American
A                            G                      D
The lonely night is morning, for the death it never dies
D              Em 
Everyones been Sold American
A                                        G       D
Don't let me catch you laughing when the jukebox cries

A                                 G            D
You told me you were born so much lighter than life
A                                        G                 D
But I've seen the faded pictures of your children and your wife
G                                                    D
Now they're fumbling through your wallet and they're trying to find your name
G                                          D
It?s almost like they raised the price of fame

D                    Em
And everythings been Sold American
A                          G            D
No place to go and brother no place to stay
D              Em 
Everyones been Sold American
A                              G                D
Just let that golden greyhound roll your soul away