Vegas

Am            C            F      C
Gonna sell my car and go to Vegas
'Cause somebody told me
That's where dreams would be
Gonna sell my car and go to Vegas
Finally see my name upon the Palace 
marquis

Gonna quit my job and move to New 
York
'Cause somebody told me that's where
Dreamers should go
Gonna quit my job and move to New 
York
And tattoo my body with every 
Broadway show.

G            C                   
Listen up now honey, you're gonna
   F          C
 be sorry
Can't get out from under a sky that 
is falling
And you say
F
No fame no money I'm nobody
C
The way I'm running has sure got me 
down
Fm         F
On my knees.
But next stop, Vegas please.
Am           C
Gotta get to Vegas
F                 C
Can you take me to Vegas?

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Am            C                  
Gonna sell my house and cross the
F                 C
 border
'Cause somebody told me dreams live 
in Mexico
Am            C                  
Gonna sell my house I got to lose
F           D
 ten pounds
Am                          C
And cross the border
F                               C
And make sweet love upon the white 
sandy shore.

G            C                   
Listen up now honey, you're gonna
    F          C
 be sorry
Can't get out from under a sky that 
is falling
And you say
F
No fame no money I'm nobody
C
The way I'm running has sure got me 
down
Fm           F
On my knees.
But next stop, Vegas please.


E
It's always just around the corner 
or you're
F
On your way to somewhere
       G               D
That is bigger or better...
         Fm
If you could only get there
E
It's never your fault you can't 
start your
F
Own winning streak
       G             D        
But I'd hate to lose you to the 
          Fm
fortune you seek

Am              C                 
I'm gonna lose my mind and sail 
 F              C
the ocean.
'Cause somebody told me there were
Cherry blue skies
I'm gonna fix my mind with a final 
destination
And have a deep sleep upon a sweet 
dream
I'll never realize...no

Listen up now honey, you're gonna be
 sorry
Can't get out from under a sky that 
is falling
And you say
No fame no money I'm nobody
The way I'm running has sure got me 
down
On my knees.
Next stop, Vegas please.
Can you take me to Vegas?