Texty písní Emmylou Harris

Emmylou Harris

Ooh Las Vegas

Ooh, Las Vegas

Ain't no place for a poor boy like me

Ooh, Las Vegas

Ain't no place for a poor boy like me

Every time I hit your crystal city

You know you're gonna make a wreck outta me

The first time I lose I drink whiskey

And the second time I lose I drink gin

Third time I lose I drink anything

'Cause I think I'm gonna win

Ooh, Las Vegas

Ain't no place for a poor boy like me

Ooh, Las Vegas

Ain't no place for a poor boy like me

Every time I hit your crystal city

You know you're gonna make a wreck outta me

The Queen of spades is a friend of mine

The Queen of hearts is a bitch

Someday when I clean up my mind

I'll find out which is a which

Ooh, Las Vegas

Ain't no place for a poor boy like me

Ooh, Las Vegas

Ain't no place for a poor boy like me

Every time I hit your crystal city

You know you're gonna make a wreck outta me

Spend all night with the dealer

Just tryin' to get ahead

Spend all day at the Holiday Inn

Just tryin' to get out of bed

Ooh, Las Vegas

Ain't no place for a poor boy like me

Ooh, Las Vegas

Ain't no place for a poor boy like me

Every time I hit your crystal city

You know you're gonna make a wreck outta me

Every time I hit your crystal city

You know you're gonna make a wreck outta me

Every time I hit your crystal city

You know you're gonna make a wreck outta me