These tables are haunted
  By the ghosts 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 shoulder
  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