[Intro] D G D G D On a warm summer's evenin' G D On a train bound for nowhere G D I met up with the gambler A We were both too tired to sleep D So we took turns a starin' G D Out the window at the darkness G D 'Til boredom overtook us A D And he began to speak D He said, "Son, I've made my life G D Out of readin' people's faces G D And knowin' what their cards were A By the way they held their eyes D So if you don't mind my sayin' G D I can see you're out of aces G D For a taste of your whiskey A D I'll give you some advice" D So I handed him my bottle G D And he drank down my last swallow Then he bummed a cigarette G A And asked me for a light D And the night got deathly quiet G D And his face lost all expression G D Said, "If you're gonna play the game, boy A D Ya gotta learn to play it right D You got to know when to hold 'em G D Know when to fold 'em G D Know when to walk away A7 And know when to run D You never count your money G D When you're sittin' at the table G D There'll be time enough for countin' A7 D When the dealin's done E Every gambler knows A E That the secret to survivin' E Is knowin' what to throw away A B7 And knowing what to keep E 'Cause every hand's a winner A E And every hand's a loser A E And the best that you can hope for B7 E Is to die in your sleep" E And when he'd finished speakin' A E He turned back towards the window E Crushed out his cigarette B7 And faded off to sleep E And somewhere in the darkness A E The gambler, he broke even A E But in his final words I found B7 E An ace that I could keep E You got to know when to hold 'em A E Know when to fold 'em A E Know when to walk away A B7 And know when to run E You never count your money A E When you're sittin' at the table A E There'll be time enough for countin' B7 E When the dealin's done
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