Nevada Fighter Songtext
von Michael Nesmith

Facing left, facing right
Save the rest, divide the fight
Left on the desert out in the cold
He thought Sam would remember, but he was too old
And the bygone have grown high on Saigon rise


Saving day, saving night
Spend the rest, divide the fight
Left on the highway outside of town
He thought someone would answer, but no one was around
And the bygone have grown high on Saigon rise

Woo, Bubba, lay it on the round jam

Lonely stars, lonely time
Lonely heart, divide the dice
Hands of the people drying in the sun
Waiting for the promised help that never seem to come
And the bygone have grown high on Saigon rise