Paradise Nevada
God knows how long she was waiting on the mountain
Staring at the river, watching all her dreams go by
Every single morning she sang of crystal fountains
Counting the days until she spread her wings and fly
She had her eye on a man, the hero of the valley
Born in an alley wearing felony shoes
When it came to the ladies, that man became a legend
Famous for his freedom, freed to pick and choose
Lay your money, lay your money down
Lay your money, lay your money down
It was a marriage made in heaven, meant for each other
Natural born lovers want to sing each other's song
It was too good to be true, too good not to try
Too soon to tell, it was too late to cry
There were shadows in the picture, poison in the air
Secrets to be hidden, they were too much to care
It was lipstick for breakfast and fine wine in a glass
Resentments in the mirror, there was no way you can last
Lay your money, lay your money down
Lay your money, lay your money down
There was static on the juke box and murder on their minds
Money on the table, there were walls left to climb
Lights across the water and fireworks in the sky
Paradise Nevada on the fifth night of July
Twisting like a dancer, she took everything he had
This side of whiskey, nothing cut in half is bad
There are losses, there are debts, there are winners to be found
There are wagers, there are bets, there are losers in the crowd
Lay your money, lay your money down
Lay your money, lay your money down
Staring at the river, watching all her dreams go by
Every single morning she sang of crystal fountains
Counting the days until she spread her wings and fly
She had her eye on a man, the hero of the valley
Born in an alley wearing felony shoes
When it came to the ladies, that man became a legend
Famous for his freedom, freed to pick and choose
Lay your money, lay your money down
Lay your money, lay your money down
It was a marriage made in heaven, meant for each other
Natural born lovers want to sing each other's song
It was too good to be true, too good not to try
Too soon to tell, it was too late to cry
There were shadows in the picture, poison in the air
Secrets to be hidden, they were too much to care
It was lipstick for breakfast and fine wine in a glass
Resentments in the mirror, there was no way you can last
Lay your money, lay your money down
Lay your money, lay your money down
There was static on the juke box and murder on their minds
Money on the table, there were walls left to climb
Lights across the water and fireworks in the sky
Paradise Nevada on the fifth night of July
Twisting like a dancer, she took everything he had
This side of whiskey, nothing cut in half is bad
There are losses, there are debts, there are winners to be found
There are wagers, there are bets, there are losers in the crowd
Lay your money, lay your money down
Lay your money, lay your money down
Credits
Writer(s): John Davies Cale, Bob Neuwirth
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