The Gambler (Live)

Okay, here we go with some beer drinking song

On a warm summer's evenin' on a train bound for nowhere

I met up with a gambler, we were both too tired to sleep

So we took turns a-starin' out the window at the darkness

'Til boredom overtook us and he began to speak

He said, "Son, I've made a life out of readin' people's faces

"And knowin' what their cards were by the way they held their eyes"

"So if you don't mind my sayin', 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

Said, "If you're gonna play the game, boy, you gotta learn to play it 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 dealing's done

Now every gambler knows the secret to survivin'

Is knowin' what to throw away and knowing what to keep

'Cause 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

So when he finished speakin', 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, 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 dealing's done

You got to know when to hold 'em (when to hold 'em)

Know when to fold 'em (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 dealing's done