The Gambler

On a warm summers evenin', on a train bound for nowhere
I met up with a gambler, we were both to tired to sleep
So we took turns at starin', at the window, at the darkness
The boredom overtook us, and he began to speak
He said "son I've made a life, at readin' peoples faces"
"And knowin' what the cards were, by the way they held their eyes"
"So if you don't mind me sayin', I can see you're out of Aces"
"For a taste of your Whiskey, I'd 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 deadly quite, and his face lost all expression
He said if you're goin' play the game
boy, you got to learn to play it right
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 dealings done
When the dealings done ... when the dealings done ...
when the dealings done ...
when the dealings done ... when the dealings done.