American Boy

Emaj7 - Cmaj7 - Am7 – Fmaj7
Verses that are sung by Kanye are noted, otherwise Estelle is singing it.


(Kanye)

Emaj7
Just another one champion sound
Cmaj7
Yeah Estelle we about to get down
Am7
Who the hottest in the world right now
                     Fmaj7           Emaj7
Just touched down in London town


(Kanye)

Bet they give me a pound
Cmaj7
Tell them put the money in my hand right now
Am7
Tell the promoter we need more seats
                         Fmaj7
We just sold out all the floor seats


[Chorus]

Emaj7                             Cmaj7
Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day
Am7                                       Fmaj7
Take me to New York, I'd love to see L.A.
  Emaj7                  Cmaj7
I really want to come kick it with you
Am7                        Fmaj7   Emaj7
You'll be my American boy...

                 Cmaj7                                   Am7
He said, "Hey, sister, it's really, really nice to meet ya"
                         Fmaj7                   Emaj7
I just met this 5 foot 7 guy who's just my type
                   Cmaj7                           Am7
I like the way he's speaking, his confidence is peaking
                                    Fmaj7                  Emaj7
Don't like his baggy jeans but I might like what's underneath them

                Cmaj7
And no, I ain't been to EA
  Am7                                               Fmaj7
I heard that Cali never rains and New York's wide awake
Emaj7                                 Cmaj7
First let's see the West End, I'll show you to my bedrin
(Solo Vocals)
I'm likin' this American boy, American boy


[Chorus]

Emaj7                             Cmaj7
Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day
Am7                                       Fmaj7
Take me to New York, I'd love to see L.A.
  Emaj7                  Cmaj7
I really want to come kick it with you
Am7                        Fmaj7             Emaj7
You'll be my American boy, American boy

       Cmaj7
La La La La La E Ah
       Am7
La La La La La E Ah
       Fmaj7
La La La La La E Ah
                                              Emaj7
Will you be my american boy? American boy...


                     Cmaj7                           Am7
Can we get away this weekend? Take me to Broadway
                                  Fmaj7            Emaj7
Let's go shopping baby then we'll go to a Cafe
               Cmaj7                            Emaj7
Let's go on the subway, take me to your hood
                                   Fmaj7                  Emaj7
I never been to Brooklyn and I'd like to see what's good

           Cmaj7
Dressed in all your fancy clothes
    Am7                                                     Fmaj7
Sneakers looking fresh to death, I'm lovin' those shell toes
Emaj7                 Cmaj7
Walkin' that walk, talk that slick talk
Am7                            Fmaj7
I'm likin' this American boy, American boy


[Chorus]

Emaj7                             Cmaj7
Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day
Am7                                       Fmaj7
Take me to New York, I'd love to see L.A.
  Emaj7                  Cmaj7
I really want to come kick it with you
Am7
You'll be my American boy
Fmaj7
(spoken)
Tell'em wagwan blud


(Kanye)

Emaj7
Who killin em in the UK.
C                          Am7
Everybody gonna say you K,
                                                       Fmaj7
reluctantly, because most of this press don't fuck with me.
                     Emaj7
Estelle once said to me, cool down down
Cmaj7
don't act a fool now now.
  Am7
I always act a fool oww oww.
                  Fmaj7        Emaj7
Ain't nothing new now now.
                                  Cmaj7
He crazy, I know what ya thinkin.
                                   Am7
Ribena I know what you're drinkin.
                                                   Fmaj7                       Emaj7
Rap singer. Chain Blinger. Holla at the next chick soon as you're blinkin.


What's you're persona
Cmaj7                      Am7
About this Americana rhymer?
                                  Fmaj7        Emaj7
Am I shallow cuz all my clothes designer?
Emaj7
Dressed smart like a London Bloke
  Cmaj7
before he speak his suit bespoke
(Solo Vocals)
and you thought he was cute before.
(Solo Vocals)                              Emaj7
Look at this Pea Coat. Tell me he's broke.
Emaj7
And I know you ain't into all that.
  Cmaj7
I heard your lyrics I feel your spirit.
Am7
But I still talk that CA-A-ASH
               Fmaj7                 Emaj7
Cuz a lot WAGs wanna to hear it.
                                   Cmaj7
And I'm feelin like Mike at his Baddest.
                              Am7
Like the Pips and the Gladys.
Am7
And I know they love it.
                         Fmaj7        Emaj7
so to hell with all that rubbish.


(Estelle)

            Cmaj7                 Am7
Would you be my love, my love? (would you be mine?)
                      Fmaj7        Emaj7
Would you be my love, my love? (Would you be mine?)
            Cmaj7
Could you be my love, my love? (Ooh)
      Am7                     Fmaj7
Would you be my American boy, American boy?


[Chorus]

Emaj7                             Cmaj7
Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day
Am7                               Fmaj7
Take me to Chicago, San Fransisco Bay.
  Emaj7                  Cmaj7
I really want to come kick it with you
Am7                        Fmaj7
You'll be my American boy, American boy

Emaj7                             Cmaj7
Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day
Am7                                       Fmaj7
Take me to New York, I'd love to see L.A.
  Emaj7                  Cmaj7
I really want to come kick it with you
Am7                        Fmaj7             Emaj7
You'll be my American boy, American boy...

      Cmaj7
La La La La La E Ah
      Am7
La La La La La E Ah

(Fade Out)
      Fmaj7
La La La La La E Ah...