The Gambler (A Cappella)
On a warm summer's evening
On a train bound for nowhere
I met up with a gambler
We were both too tired to sleep
So we took turns a' staring
Out the window at the darkness
The boredom overtook us
And he began to speak. He said
Son, I've made a life
Out of reading people's faces
And by knowing 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 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. He siad
"If you're gonna play the game, boy
You got to know to play it right."
You got to know when to hold 'em
Know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away
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 deal is done
And every gambler knows
That the secret to surviving
Is knowing what to throw away
And knowing what to keep
'Cuz 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 speaking
He turned back toward 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 deal is done
You got to know when to hold 'em
Know when to fold 'em
And know when to walk away
And know when to run
You never count your money
While you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin'
When the deal is done
You got to know when to hold 'em
Know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away
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 deal is done
On a train bound for nowhere
I met up with a gambler
We were both too tired to sleep
So we took turns a' staring
Out the window at the darkness
The boredom overtook us
And he began to speak. He said
Son, I've made a life
Out of reading people's faces
And by knowing 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 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. He siad
"If you're gonna play the game, boy
You got to know to play it right."
You got to know when to hold 'em
Know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away
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 deal is done
And every gambler knows
That the secret to surviving
Is knowing what to throw away
And knowing what to keep
'Cuz 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 speaking
He turned back toward 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 deal is done
You got to know when to hold 'em
Know when to fold 'em
And know when to walk away
And know when to run
You never count your money
While you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin'
When the deal is done
You got to know when to hold 'em
Know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away
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 deal is done
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