Ian Matthews Reno Nevada written Richard Farina
electric guitar Richard Thompson
acoustic guitar Andy Roberts
bass Pat Donaldson
drums Gerry Conway
electric guitar Tim Renwick
F#m * play F#m to E6 over and over
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It's a long way down to Reno Nevada
It's a long way to your home
And the change in your pocket it's beginnig to grumble
And you reap just about what you sow
You can walk down the street
Pass your face in a window
you can go fooling around
you can work night and day take a chance on promotion
you can fall through a hole in the ground
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Now there ain't no game like the game that you're playing
When you've got a little something to lose
And there ain't no time like the time that you're wasting
And you waste just about what you choose
There's a man at the table and you know he's been able
To return all the odds that you lay
But you can't feed your hunger
And you ain't getting younger
And your tounge it's got nothing to say
SOLO
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It's a long way down to Reno Nevada
It's a long way to your home
And the ground underneath you it's beginning to tremble
And the sky up above you has grown
There's a time to be moving a time to be groving
And a time just to climb up the wall
But the odds they've doubled
And it ain't worth the trouble
and you're never going nowhere at all
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It's a long way down to Reno Nevada
It's a long way to your home
And the ground underneath you it's beginning to tremble
And the sky up above you has grown
There's a man at the table and you know he's been able
To return all the odds that you lay
But you can't feed your hunger
And you ain't getting younger
And your tounge it's got nothing to say
From Ian Matthews If You Saw Thro My Eyes
Vertigo Records
Warner Brothers Music(ASCAP)