Las Vegas

Count up my money

It's in the pocket of my coat

We passed a motel a mile or so back

We've both been yelling

We're tired and we're angry

Now it's started raining on us both

Chorus:

I heard you say

You're homesick for Nashville

I heard you say

You miss your folks in Escanaba

I want to hear

Your ideas on direction

Call up your father

If you think you want to go home

I'll take you there if you say so

But I can remember

When we bought this automobile

From a used up junky

In the southern hills

Chorus

I want to know

What I did so wrong in Vegas

I obeyed every word you said

My ears must have been

So tightly covered

To miss every grateful word you said (3x)

Two nights short

Of a good night's sleep

So twenty miles later

We're searching

For anything

When you pull me over

To the side of the road

You sit there, you shut up

I look for my magazine

You begin reading

While I'm scared to speak

Unable to bed

I go to the street

Well this storm's

Hurt my feelings

And I'm made to feel stupid

And I come back coughing

Lord and I come back

(Chorus)