Young American

I'm waiting for them to call my name
See the last of you cowboy
Hear a blind man sing
I'm gonna keep on waiting
I'm gonna back my time
Gonna join the union, I'll be the first in line
I'm looking for the young American
Is she is brave? Is she true?
Lay my head on your shoulder
I'm asking you, how do you do?

Just two more hours, until I'm alone
Five hundred miles away from my home
Have you seen her? My yellow rose?
Well, she don't love me anyhow and now I know
She is still looking for her young American
Is she is brave? Is she true?
Lay my head on your shoulder
I'm asking you, how do you do?

You've done some bad things
Some good things too
You are not so reckless
But you were young once too
I cannot take your picture, I cannot take your name
We are not so different, we are not the same
So here's the deal, old American
Were you brave, were you true?
Lay my head on your shoulder
I'm asking you, how do you do?
All alone, old American
I'm asking you, how do you do?
All alone, old American
I'm asking you, how do you do?