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The Gambler 
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de Kenny Rogers
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On a warm 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.
When boredom overtook us,
He began to speak.
He said, 'Son, I've my life
Out of readin' people's faces.
Knowin' the cards were
By the way 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 a cigarette
And asked me for a light.
And the night got deathly quiet,
And his lost all expression.
He said, 'If
You're gonna play the game, boy,
You gotta learn to it right.'
You've got to know
When to hold 'em,
Know when to fold 'em
to walk away,
Know when to run.
You never count money
When you're sittin' at the table.
There'll be time enough for countin'
When the dealin's done.
Now every gambler knows
The secret to survivin'
Is knowin' to throw away
And knowin' to keep.
'Cause 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 finished speakin',
He turned back toward the window,
out his cigarette
And faded off to sleep.
And somewhere in the darkness,
The gambler he broke even.
And in his final words I found
An ace that I could keep.
You've got to know
When to 'em,
Know when to fold 'em
Know when to away,
Know when to run.
You never count your money
you're sittin' at the table.
There'll be time enough for countin'
When the dealin's done.
You've got to know
When to hold 'em,
Know when to 'em
when to walk away,
Know when to run.
You never your money
When you're sittin' at the table.
There'll be time for countin'
When 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.
When boredom overtook us,
He began to speak.
He said, 'Son, I've my life
Out of readin' people's faces.
Knowin' the cards were
By the way 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 a cigarette
And asked me for a light.
And the night got deathly quiet,
And his lost all expression.
He said, 'If
You're gonna play the game, boy,
You gotta learn to it right.'
You've got to know
When to hold 'em,
Know when to fold 'em
to walk away,
Know when to run.
You never count money
When you're sittin' at the table.
There'll be time enough for countin'
When the dealin's done.
Now every gambler knows
The secret to survivin'
Is knowin' to throw away
And knowin' to keep.
'Cause 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 finished speakin',
He turned back toward the window,
out his cigarette
And faded off to sleep.
And somewhere in the darkness,
The gambler he broke even.
And in his final words I found
An ace that I could keep.
You've got to know
When to 'em,
Know when to fold 'em
Know when to away,
Know when to run.
You never count your money
you're sittin' at the table.
There'll be time enough for countin'
When the dealin's done.
You've got to know
When to hold 'em,
Know when to 'em
when to walk away,
Know when to run.
You never your money
When you're sittin' at the table.
There'll be time for countin'
When the dealin's done.
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