[ Featuring Cynthia Bell ]
Got those Las Vegas blues
Las Vegas!
Got those Las Vegas blues
Mama say, Stay away from Las Vegas
Mama say, Run from Reno too
They call it fun in the sun
But I'm telling you hon
The snake eyes are bound to get you
Mama say, Them sevens look easy
Mama say, Them 'levens do too
Though you come as you are
And you play with the stars
Still the boxcars are bound to get you
So out of my nest, I headed west
Man, a pigeon's just got to fly!
Gave the wheel spin, doubled my win
Ooops, a sad one was I
Mama say, Come 'way from Las Vegas
Mama mine, I hear you talkin'
But how can I smile at these hot desert miles
When, man, I ain't a ridin'
I?m a walkin' (I?m walkin')
Just a happy lad, I was never bad
Though it's sad to relate
Wine, women and song - I'd never go wrong
My weakness is hard-way eight
Mama say, Come 'way from Las Vegas
Mama mine, I hear you talkin'
And how could I smile at these hot desert miles
When, man, I ain't ridin'
I?m walkin'
Got those Vegas blues
