LYRIC

There's the neon sky that I know so well
There's the smoky room where I chose to dwell
Though I hear your heart many miles away
The neon sky tells me I must stay

Through the windy field of another land
I have seen your face, girl, I have held your hand
Though I should be there, with you there today
The neon sky knows that I must stay

'Cause the devil's red, but his money's green
That's where I'm from, oh, that's where I've been

On a dusty stage, many years ago
I chose my road, still I hope you know
That there'll come a day with the neon sky
When we'll walk into the sun, you and I

Yes, so he calls, beckons unto me
From the empty hall, from the galleries
And so I must go, leave you here today
'Cause the neon sky orders me away

Yes, the devil's red, but his money's green
That's where I'm from, oh, that's where I've been

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