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