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Nevada!

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We've come on the sloop John B
my grandfather and me
Around Nassau Town we did roam through them
dry sea beds and dinosaur bones
The heat beat down fit to crack them stones
Man, I feel so broke down I gotta go home
Hoist up the John B sails
See how the main sail sets
I call for the captain sayin, I gotta go home
I call for the captain sayin, I wanna go home
Them good days are gone
The good days are gone
Them good days are gone
The good days are gone

The first mate - her heart sunk
She went and cried in the captain's bunk
I said, Don't cry baby! Don't fly in a rage
I'll tell you a story about the Golden Age
30 cents a gallon, the superhighway
you could fly like the wind through the hollow of the day
John Stone would leave you alone
You'd never get broke down, never go home
Hoist up the John B sails
See how the main sail sets
I call for the captain sayin, I gotta go home
I call for the captain sayin, I wanna go home
Them good days are gone
The good days are gone
Them good days are gone
The good days are gone

Nevada! Baby, don't go to bits
We get to Reno and we call it quits
Nevada! Baby, don't go to bits
We get to Reno and we call it quits
Nevada! Baby, don't go to bits
We get to Reno and we call it quits

Compositores: James e Jones (Jones James), Richard Scott Krauss (Krauss R Scott), David Lynn Thomas (David Thomas), Tony W Maimone (Maimone Tony), Chris Cutler, Allen Ravenstine
ECAD: Obra #24559343

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