The gambler

On a warm summer’s evenin’ C
on a train bound for nowhere F C
I met up with a gambler; C
we were both too tired to sleep G⁷
So we took turns a starin’ C
out the window at the darkness F C
‘til boredom overtook us,
and he began to speak. G⁷ C
He said, “Son, I’ve made a life C
out of readin’ people’s faces, F C
and knowin’ what C
their cards were
by the way they held their eyes G⁷
And if you don’t mind my sayin’C
I can see you’re out of aces. F C
For a taste of your whiskey
I’ll give you some advice.” G⁷ C
So I handed him my bottle C
and he drank down F
my last swallow. C
Then he bummed a cigarette C
and asked me for a light. G⁷
And the night got deathly quiet C
and his face lost all expression F C
Said, “If you’re gonna
play the game, boy,
you gotta learn to play it right G⁷ C

Refr:
You got to know when to hold ‘em, C
know when to fold ‘em, F C
know when to walk away C
and know when to run. G⁷
You never count your money C F C
when you’re sittin’ at the table F C
There’ll be time enough C
for countin’ C
when the dealin’s done G⁷ C

Höjning C – C^# –
Ev’ry gambler knows D
that the secret to survivin’ G D
is knowin’ what to throw away D
and knowing what to keep. A⁷
‘Cause ev’ry hand’s a winner D
and ev’ry hand’s a loser, G D
and the best that you can hope for
is to die in your sleep.” A⁷ D
Refr (C=D, F=G, G⁷=A⁷)