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The Gambler 
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de Kenny Rogers
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On a summer's evenin',
On a train bound for nowhere
I met up with the gambler.
We both too to sleep.
So we took turns a-starin'
Out the window at the darkness.
boredom us,
He began to speak.
He said, 'Son, I've made my life
Out of readin' people's faces.
Knowin' what the cards were
By the way eyes.
So if you don't mind my sayin',
I can see you're out of aces,
For a taste of whiskey,
I'll 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 all expression.
He said, 'If
You're gonna play the game, boy,
You gotta to play it right.'
You've got to know
When to hold 'em,
Know when to fold 'em
Know 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'
the dealin's done.
Now every gambler knows
The secret to survivin'
Is knowin' to throw away
And knowin' what to keep.
'Cause every hand's a winner
And every hand's a loser
And the best you can for
Is to die in your sleep.'
And when he speakin',
He turned toward the window,
Crushed out his cigarette
And off to sleep.
And in the darkness,
The gambler he broke even.
And in his final words I found
An ace I could keep.
You've got to know
When to hold 'em,
Know when to fold 'em
Know when to 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 dealin's done.
You've got to know
to hold 'em,
Know to fold 'em
Know when to walk away,
Know to run.
You count your money
When you're sittin' at the table.
There'll be time enough for countin'
the dealin's done.
On a train bound for nowhere
I met up with the gambler.
We both too to sleep.
So we took turns a-starin'
Out the window at the darkness.
boredom us,
He began to speak.
He said, 'Son, I've made my life
Out of readin' people's faces.
Knowin' what the cards were
By the way eyes.
So if you don't mind my sayin',
I can see you're out of aces,
For a taste of whiskey,
I'll 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 all expression.
He said, 'If
You're gonna play the game, boy,
You gotta to play it right.'
You've got to know
When to hold 'em,
Know when to fold 'em
Know 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'
the dealin's done.
Now every gambler knows
The secret to survivin'
Is knowin' to throw away
And knowin' what to keep.
'Cause every hand's a winner
And every hand's a loser
And the best you can for
Is to die in your sleep.'
And when he speakin',
He turned toward the window,
Crushed out his cigarette
And off to sleep.
And in the darkness,
The gambler he broke even.
And in his final words I found
An ace I could keep.
You've got to know
When to hold 'em,
Know when to fold 'em
Know when to 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 dealin's done.
You've got to know
to hold 'em,
Know to fold 'em
Know when to walk away,
Know to run.
You count your money
When you're sittin' at the table.
There'll be time enough for countin'
the dealin's done.
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