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