The Gambler

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people's faces. I know and know what the cards were, by the way they held their eyes. So

if you don't mind me saying, I can see you're out of aces, for the taste of your whiskey,

boy, I'll give you some advice. So I handed him my bottle, he drank down my last swallow,

Then he bummed a cigarette, he asked me for a light

And the light got deathly quiet

His face lost all expression

You gotta play the game, boy, you gotta learn to play it right

'Cause you gotta know when to hold 'em

Know when to fold 'em

Know when to walk away

And know when to run

'Cause you never count your money

When you're sitting at the table

Is it the time enough for counting, or when the dealing's done?

Every gambler knows, the secret to surviving

Is knowing what to throw away, and knowing what to keep

Yeah, 'cause every hand's a winner, every hand's a loser

The best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep

So when he finished talking, he turned back towards the window

He crust out his cigarette, he feeded up the sleep

And somewhere in the darkness, a gambler he broke even

'Cause in his final words, I found an ace that I could keep

Now you gotta know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em

I know when to walk away, I know when to run, 'cause you never count your money.

When you're sittin' at the table, there'll be time enough for countin'.

When a dealin's done, you gotta know when to hold 'em.

I know when to fold 'em, I know when to walk away.

I know when to run, 'cause you never count your money.

When you're sittin' at the table, there'll be time enough for countin'

When the dealin's done, here you got nowhere to hold out

Nowhere to fall down, nowhere to walk away

Nowhere to run, 'cause you never count your money

When you're sittin' at the table, there'll be time enough for countin'

When the dealin's done, it used to be time enough for countin'

Now when the dealin's done

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