Nevada Gold

Nevada Gold Well I’ve got that roaming fever don’t know what to do Last time I had it I looked just like a fool But there’s gold in nevada enough for every man All you need is a pick-ax a shovel and a pan After four months on the trail I finally staked my claim If I don’t get rich I’m the only one to blame All I have to do is work hard and don’t go out at night But all those saloons and dance halls are a friendly sight After Four months of digging I have lots of gold Now stay away from town is what I was told But a few little drinks and a girl by my side Do a little gambling and come back here and hide Well I learned my lesson dancing with the woman of a jelious man Instead of trying to fight I should have turned around and ran He drew his gun faster now I’m dying on the floor I guess this is the end I won’t be roaming any more Marty West