Nevada Fight

By Michael Nesmith

Facing left, facing right,
Saves the rest, Nevada fights.
Left on the desert out in the cold
He thought Sam would remember
But he was too old.
And the bygone, half grown, high flown cyclone rides.

Saving days, saving nights,
Spend the rest, Nevada fights
Left on the highway outside of town
He thought someone would answer
But no one was around
And the bygone, half grown, high flown cyclone rides.

[Instrumental]

Lonely start, lonely times,
Lonely heart, Nevada dies.
Lands of the peoples, drying in the sun,
Waiting for the promised help
That never seemed to come.
And the bygone, half grown, high flown cyclone rides.