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The Gambler

Country Music Collective2013年4月4日

The Gambler 歌詞

 

The Gambler - Graham Blvd

Lyrics by:Don Schlitz

Composed by:Don Schlitz

On a warm summer's evenin' on

A train bound for nowhere

I met up with a gambler we were

Both too tired to sleep

So we took turns a-starin' out the

Window at the darkness

'Til boredom overtook us and he

Began to speak

He said son I've made a life out

Of readin' people's faces

And knowin' what their cards were

By the way they held their eyes

So if you don't mind my sayin'

I can see you're out of aces

For a taste of your whiskey

I'll give you some advice

So I handed him my bottle and

He drank down my last swallow

Then he bummed a cigarette and

Asked me for a light

And the night got deathly quiet

And his face lost all expression

Said If you're gonna play the game boy

You gotta learn to play it right

You got to know when to hold 'em

Know when to fold 'em

Know when to walk away and know when to run

You never count your money when

You're sittin' at the table

There'll be time enough for countin'

When the dealing's done

Every gambler knows that the secret

To survivin'

Is knowin' what to throw away and

Knowing what to keep

'Cause every hand's a winner and

Every hand's a loser

And the best that you can hope for

Is to die in your sleep

And when he finished speakin'

He turned back towards the window

Crushed out his cigarette and faded

Off to sleep

And somewhere in the darkness the

Gambler he broke even

But in his final words I found an

Ace that I could keep

You got to know when to hold 'em

Know when to fold 'em

Know when to walk away and know when to run

You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table

There'll be time enough for countin'

When the dealing's done

You got to know when to hold 'em

Know when to fold 'em

When to fold 'em

Know when to walk away and know when to run

You never count your money

When you're sittin' at the table

There'll be time enough for

Countin' when the dealing's done

You got to know when to hold 'em

Know when to fold 'em

Know when to walk away and know when to run

You never count your money when

You're sittin' at the table

 

There'll be time enough for countin'