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The Gambler 
Medium
by Kenny Rogers
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On a warm summer's evenin',
On a for nowhere
I met up the gambler.
We were both too tired to sleep.
So we took turns a-starin'
Out the window at the darkness.
overtook us,
He began to speak.
He said, 'Son, I've made my life
Out of readin' people's faces.
Knowin' what the cards were
By the way they held 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 him my bottle,
and he drank down my swallow.
he bummed a cigarette
And me for a light.
And the night got deathly quiet,
And his face lost all expression.
He said, 'If
You're gonna play the game, boy,
You gotta learn to play it right.'
You've got to know
When to 'em,
Know to fold 'em
when to walk away,
Know when to run.
You never count your money
you're sittin' at the table.
There'll be time for countin'
When the dealin's done.
Now gambler knows
The secret to survivin'
Is knowin' what to throw away
And knowin' to keep.
'Cause every hand's a winner
And every hand's a loser
And the best you can hope for
Is to die in sleep.'
And 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.
And in his final I found
An ace that I could keep.
You've got to know
When to hold 'em,
Know when to fold 'em
Know to walk away,
Know to run.
You count money
When you're sittin' at the table.
There'll be time for countin'
the dealin's done.
You've got to know
When to hold 'em,
when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away,
Know when to run.
You never count your money
you're sittin' at the table.
There'll be enough for countin'
When the dealin's done.
On a for nowhere
I met up the gambler.
We were both too tired to sleep.
So we took turns a-starin'
Out the window at the darkness.
overtook us,
He began to speak.
He said, 'Son, I've made my life
Out of readin' people's faces.
Knowin' what the cards were
By the way they held 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 him my bottle,
and he drank down my swallow.
he bummed a cigarette
And me for a light.
And the night got deathly quiet,
And his face lost all expression.
He said, 'If
You're gonna play the game, boy,
You gotta learn to play it right.'
You've got to know
When to 'em,
Know to fold 'em
when to walk away,
Know when to run.
You never count your money
you're sittin' at the table.
There'll be time for countin'
When the dealin's done.
Now gambler knows
The secret to survivin'
Is knowin' what to throw away
And knowin' to keep.
'Cause every hand's a winner
And every hand's a loser
And the best you can hope for
Is to die in sleep.'
And 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.
And in his final I found
An ace that I could keep.
You've got to know
When to hold 'em,
Know when to fold 'em
Know to walk away,
Know to run.
You count money
When you're sittin' at the table.
There'll be time for countin'
the dealin's done.
You've got to know
When to hold 'em,
when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away,
Know when to run.
You never count your money
you're sittin' at the table.
There'll be enough for countin'
When the dealin's done.
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