Mark Knopfler

These tables are haunted
By the ghost of las vegas
Their chips were once mountains
But they came here to play
They could take me if they wanted
But I have nothing worth counting
And like the sands of nevada
They go drifting away
Lady lucks still a mystery
With her head on my shoulder
And I dont know why
I still want her to dance
I guess thats all history
What it is is a Im older
And Im still a fool
For a one-way romance