Dead Man's Hand

A pair of aces, and a pair of eights
That's the hand I'm holding at the pearly gates
I know you're cheating, I can see it in your eyes
You got nothing up your sleeve, I know you're telling lies

You're trying to deceive me with your poker face
But I know I've got you beat when I draw the winning ace
I'm counting all my winnings and what's left in my stack
I never see you coming, you shoot me in the back

Playing the Dead Man's Hand
You might as well fold and stand
I'm gonna win, so wipe off that grin
'Cos I'm playing the Dead Man's Hand

The game is five card stud, when you take your seat
You're already drunk and you're already beat
I take all of your money, winning fair and square
But you keep on playing, you act like you don't care

Even though I'm Wild Bill, I'm just being nice
But you just keep on losing, won't listen to my advice
You get offended and say you want me dead
And when I turn my back, you shoot me in the head

Playing the Dead Man's Hand
You might as well fold and stand
I'm gonna win, so wipe off that grin
'Cos I'm playing the Dead Man's Hand



Credits
Writer(s): Neil Priddey
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