Luyện nghe bài hát Sold American

Faded jaded falling star
Pawnshops itching for old guitar
Where you're going, God only
The sequins have fallen from clothes

Once you the Opry crowd applaud
Now you're out at Fourth and Broad
On the wet sidewalk remembering the time
When coffee with a friend was still a

And everything's been American
The early is finished and the want ads all are read
Everyone's been American
In dreaming dreams in a away bed

down your memoirs on some window in the frost
Roulette eyes reflecting another morning
Hauled in by the metro for killing time and
With a singing brakeman screaming through your

And everything's been American
The lonely night is mourning for the it never dies
been sold American
Don't let me you laughing when the jukebox cries

You told me, you were so much higher than life
But I've seen the faded pictures of your children and your
Now they're fumbling through your
And trying to find your name
It's almost like raise the price of fame

And everything's sold American
No place to go and brother, no place to
been sold American
Just let that golden Greyhound roll your soul