The Gambler
Key: G
Tempo: 41

On a [G]warm summers evening, on a [C]train bound for no[G]where
I met up with a gambler, we were both too tired to [D7]sleep
So [G]we took turns at staring out the [C]window at the [G]darkness
The boredom overtook us and [D]he began to [G]speak

He said, son I’ve made a life out of [C]reading people’s [G]faces
And knowing what the cards were, by the way they held their [D]eyes
So if [G]you don’t mind my sayin’, I can [C]see you’re out of [G]aces
For a [C]taste of your [G]whiskey, I’ll [D]give you some [G]advice

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So I [A]handed him my bottle, and he [D]drank down my last [A]swallow
Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a [D]light
And the [A]night got deathly quiet, and his [D]face lost all ex[A]pression
Said, if you’re [D]gonna play the [A]game, boy, [D]you gotta learn to play it [A]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 dealin’s done

Every gambler knows that the secret to survive is
Knowing what to throw away and knowing what to keep
‘Cos every hand’s a winner and every hand’s a loser
And the best that you can hope for is that I end asleep

And when he finished speakin’, he turned back for the window
Crushed out the cigarette, 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

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