These tables are haunted By the ghost of Las Vegas Their chips were once mountains But they came here to play They could take me if they wanted
But I have nothing worth counting And like the sands of Nevada They go drifting away
Lady luck´s still a mystery With her head on my shoulders And I don´t know why I still want her to dance I guess that´s all history What it is is I´m older And I´m still a fool For a one-way romance
Her dice were red rubies They rolled and they tumbled And I never saw time Running out with my roll And in a wasteland of cut glass
My dreams have all crumbled And I´ve paid with whatever I had left for a soul
Now the dawn´s broken even On an empty horizon No reason for folding No reason to stay It´s too soon to be leaving Too late for criticising And the sands of Nevada They go drifting away