Lyrics:

He's an American boy with his hair combed back
He's gonna buy himself a nice new car
He's gonna marry one of them pretty cookin' wives
And die alone in a big old house
Oh, he was an American boy

He's gonna get a job that pays real well
Go on vacation every year
Have a fine young boy for the N.F.L.
All without having to shed a tear.
Oh, he was an American boy

Yeah, the American boy is older now
He's been shortened by the weight on his back
He finally takes a look around to see.
There were a lot of other things that he could have been.
Oh, he was an American boy.