Mccarran Airport - The Free Design

Fly away to Nevada city, if you can’t go it’ll be a pity

Bright lights shining for love or money

If I lose it won’t be fun for me

You can meet me at the airplane, lay it on the line

McCarran Airport, why do you let me down?

You playing black jack, me watching baccarat

Five dollar minimum all night long

Nickel or dime slots, hitting the night spots

Trying to decide what’s right or wrong

Hughes Air West jet on the runway

You go on Thursday and back on Sunday

Only four days to win or lose me

Don’t let the roulette wheel use me

You can meet me at the airplane, lay it on the line

McCarran Airport, why do you let me down?

Up on Mt. Charleston, Indian lying down

Taking some pictures at Boulder Dam

Under the big top, riding the bumper cars

Rolling like dice — where will we land?

Run away from Nevada city

With pockets that are full of empty

Lucky I had a round trip ticket

I played my hand, used every trick

It was not meant to be

A single coach seat on the airplane, I laid it all on the line

McCarran Airport, why is this tear afraid to fall?

McCarran Airport, now that I’ve gone and lost it all

McCarran Airport, why is this tear afraid to fall?

McCarran Airport, fly me from this gambling town