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Nevada Video (MV)




Performed By: The Americans
Length: 3:23
Written by: The Americans




The Americans - Nevada Lyrics




With a hole in my pocket and my hair correct
Holy horseshoe hanging down
And about the luck that you'd expect
I left you sleeping and went to town

Hit Nevada for a weekend trip
Where your money slips away
But ever since I lost my grip
You can bet I'm always game

Never was a fan of the quiet life
Shaking in my hand is a paradise

Bet more credit when there's credit due
Many a time I've said I'm through
And many a time you've let it slide
But I still let it ride

I won you over with a first impression
You didn't read the writing on the wall
You cast a glance in my direction
Where now you see nothing at all

Driving back with the rising sun
Radio playing nothing new
AC blowing, and I know by now
I'm always going to feel the way I do

You didn't come home when you said you would
Last night losing was in my blood

Bet more credit when there's credit due
Many a time I've said I'm through
And many a time you've let it slide
Come back begging, but it's nothing new
Rise from the dead if I get it right
But I still let it ride
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With a hole in my pocket and my hair correct
Holy horseshoe hanging down
And about the luck that you'd expect
I left you sleeping and went to town

Hit Nevada for a weekend trip
Where your money slips away
But ever since I lost my grip
You can bet I'm always game

Never was a fan of the quiet life
Shaking in my hand is a paradise

Bet more credit when there's credit due
Many a time I've said I'm through
And many a time you've let it slide
But I still let it ride

I won you over with a first impression
You didn't read the writing on the wall
You cast a glance in my direction
Where now you see nothing at all

Driving back with the rising sun
Radio playing nothing new
AC blowing, and I know by now
I'm always going to feel the way I do

You didn't come home when you said you would
Last night losing was in my blood

Bet more credit when there's credit due
Many a time I've said I'm through
And many a time you've let it slide
Come back begging, but it's nothing new
Rise from the dead if I get it right
But I still let it ride
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Writer: The Americans
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