Nevada Fighter - Michael Nesmith, The First National Band

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 day, saving night

Spends 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

Lonely start, lonely time

Lonely heart, Nevada dies

Land of the people drying in the sun

Waiting for the promised help

That never seemed to come

And the bygone, half-grown, high-flown cyclone rides