Originally in E, I play in D capo 2
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On a | warm summer’s evenin’ on a | train bound for | nowhere |
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I | met up with the | gambler, we were both too tired to | sleep |
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So | we took turns a-starin’ out the | window at the | darkness |
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Till | boredom overtook | us, | and he began to | speak |
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He said, | son, I’ve made a life out of | readin’ people’s | faces |
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And | knowin’ what their | cards were by the way they held their | eyes |
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And if | you don’t mind my sayin’, I can | see you’re out of | aces |
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For a | taste of your | whiskey I’ll | give you some | advice |
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So I | handed him my bottle and he | drank down my last | swallow |
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Then he bummed a | cigarette and asked me for a | light |
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And the | night got deathly quiet, and his | face lost all expr | ession |
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Said, if you’re | gonna play the | game, boy, ya gotta | learn to play it | right |
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You got to | know when to hold ‘em, | know when to | fold ‘em |
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Know when to | walk away and know when to | run |
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You never | count | your | money when you’re | sittin’ at the | table |
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There’ll be | time enough for | countin’ | when the dealin’s | done |
Key change
E | A | E |
Ev’ry gambler knows that the | secret to surv | ivin’ |
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Is | knowin’ what to | throw away and knowing what to | keep |
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‘Cause | ev’ry hand’s a winner and | ev’ry hand’s a | loser |
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And the | best that you can | hope for is to | die in your | sleep |
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And | when he’d finished speakin’, he | turned back towards the | window |
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Crushed out his ciga | rette and faded off to | sleep |
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And | somewhere in the darkness the | gambler, he broke | even |
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But | in his final | words I found an | ace that I could | keep |
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You got to | know when to hold ‘em, | know when to | fold ‘em |
A | E | B |
Know when to | walk away and know when to | run |
E | B | E | A | E | |
You never | count | your | money when you’re | sittin’ at the | table |
A | E | B | E | |
There’ll be time | enough for | countin’ | when the dealin’s | done |
E | A | E | |
You got to | know when to hold ‘em, | know when to | fold ‘em |
A | E | B |
Know when to | walk away and know when to | run |
E | B | E | A | E | |
You never | count | your | money when you’re | sittin’ at the | table |
A | E | B | E | |
There’ll be time | enough for | countin’ | when the dealin’s | done |