| D | G | D | |
| when i was young i left the home and | went away, to | Vegas |
| D | G | D | |
| with my guitar and my dreams, i had to | try to play and sing, in | Vegas |
| Bm | F#m | Bm | F#m | |
| but my | momma told me i was | wrong, and she | begged me to stay at | home |
| G | A | D | |
| but my | will was strong and i had to make it | big, in | vegas |
| chorus: |
| A | G | |
| they'll put my | name up in lights where i play, and the | lines out in |
| D | A | G | |
| front will be lon | g, i'll get a standing ovation fro | m the people, when |
| D | G | D | |
| i start to sing my | song, | when i turn em on in | Vegas |
| well i've played every honky tonk and smokey bar, in vegas |
| and i guess i don't have what it takes, for las vegas |
| but my dreams still linger on, oh my faith is almost gone, |
| but my will is strong and i've gotta make it big, in vegas |
| chorus |
| la la la la la la la la, big in vegas. |