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Old Nevada

from Old Nevada by Vincent Hand

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I took the first flight out of desperate notions
From a lonely valley, in the dead of winter
I don't need to be home, got a sofa to sleep on
I don't need your fragrance, got a dream to sleep to

And it's snowing on a Friday and I don't know what I'm doing
I'll be fine

Disappearing like the old Nevada
With her seedy waitress, and a dream of jackpot
And a new shrimp cocktail
I went to Massachusetts to be far far away, I'm dreaming
I'll drown, I'll drown, I'm dreaming

It's snowing on a Friday and I don't know what I'm doing
I'll be fine.

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from Old Nevada, released January 1, 2003

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