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 roll away 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