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| Kenny Rogers "The Gambler" |
| You Got To Know When To Hold Um... Know When To Fold Em. Know When To Walk Away... Know When To Run. You Never Count Your Money... When Your Sittin' At The Table. There'll Be Time Enough For Countin'... When The Dealin's Done! |
| On a warm summers evenin'... on a train bound for nowhere. I met up with a gambler... we were both to tired to sleep. So we took turns a starin'... out the window... at the darkness. Til' boardom over took us... & he began to speak. He said... son I've made a life out of readin' peoples faces. & Knowin' what thier cards were... by the way they held thier eyes. So if you don't mind me sayin'. I can see your out of aces... for a taste of your whiskey. I'll give you some advice. So I handed him my bottle... & he drank down my last swallow. Then he bummed a cigarette & asked me for a light. & The night got deathly quiet... & his face lost all expression. Said if your gonna play the game boy... you gotta learn to play it right. |
| Now every gambler knows. That the secrect to servivin'. Is knowin' what to throw away. & Knowin' what to keep. Cause every hands a winner. & Every hands a loser. & The best that you can hope for. Is to die in your sleep. |
| So when he'd finished speakin'. He turned back towards the window. Crushed out his cigarette... & faded off to sleep. & 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... Know When To Run. You Never Count Your Money... When Your Sittin' At The Table. There'll Be Time Enough For Countin'. When The Dealin's Done! |
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| !!! Get Ur' Done !!! "Good Luck At The Tables" |
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