Eliza Gilkyson – An American Boy (Guitar)

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I posted pictures on my Facebook site

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A shooting star in a long dark night

                         G        Am
A lonely kid beneath the basement light

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With thunder in his hands

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My parents wonder if I'm doing alright

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They keep the gun case locked up tight

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With the key hanging there in plain sight

                Am     F
While I make my plans

                          C      G
It won't be long before I come undone

                          C       F
There's no tomorrow for a wayward son

                                    C         G
What will they say then 'bout their pride and joy

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Their American boy?

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It's not the world they always said it would be

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A shining pearl waiting there for me

                        G        Am
A golden girl who would care for me

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A future I could own

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They messed my mind with every kind of med

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Now voices whisper in my head

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Telling me softly I'll be better off dead

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But I'm not going alone

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It won't be long before I come undone

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I'm gonna blow my world to kingdom come

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Once I was someone's only pride and joy

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An American boy, American boy

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It won't be long before my time has come

                          C          F
I won't be sorry for this thing I've done

                            C       G
Maybe somewhere there's everlasting joy

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For an American boy, American boy

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I built a bomb down in the basement light

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Went to the prom on a Saturday night

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I didn't blow it 'cause the time's not right

                  Am 
But it's close at hand