Key: Eb major•
Verse 1
On a train bound for nowhere
I met up with the gambler
We were both too tired to sleep
So we took turns a- starin'
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Out the window at the darkness
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The boredom overtook us,
And he began to speak
He said, ""Son, I've made a life
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Out of readin' people's faces
Knowin' what the cards were
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I can see you're out of aces
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For a taste of your whiskey
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I'll give you some advice""
So I handed him my bottle
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And he drank down my last swallow
Then he bummed a cigarette
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And his faced lost all expression
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You gotta learn to play it right
You've got to know when to hold 'em
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Know when to fold 'em
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Know when to walk away
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When you're sittin' at the table
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There'll be time enough for countin'
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When the dealin's done
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That the secret to survivin'
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Is knowin' what to throw away
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And every hand's a loser
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And the best that you can hope for is to die
And when he finished speakin'
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He turned back toward the window
Crushed out his cigarette
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The gambler he broke even
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But in his final words
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You've got to know when to hold 'em
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Know when to fold 'em
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Know when to walk away
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You never count your money
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When you're sittin' at the table
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There'll be time enough for countin'
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When the dealin's done
You've got to know when to hold
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You never count your money
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When you're sittin' at the table
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E
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There'll be time enough for countin'
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When the dealin's done
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E
Know when to walk away
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E
You never count your money
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E
When you're sittin' at the table
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E
There'll be time enough for countin'
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsEb Ab Bb Bbsus4 E...
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