on a warm summer’s evenin’ on a train bound for nowhere
i met up with a gambler we were both too tired to sleep
so we took turns astarin’ out the window at the darkness
’til boredom overtook us and he began to speak
he said son i’ve made a life out of readin’ people’s faces
and knowin’ what their cards were by the way they held 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 bummed a cigarette and asked me for a light
and the night got deathly quiet and his face lost all expression
said if you’re gonna play the game boy
you gotta learn to play it right
you got to know when to hold ’em know when to fold ’em
know when to walk away and 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 dealing’s done
4
every gambler knows that the secret to survivin’
is knowin’ what to throw away and knowing what to keep
’cause every hand’s a winner and every hand’s a loser
and the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep
5
and when he finished speakin’
he turned back towards the window
crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep
and somewhere in the darkness the gambler he broke even
but in his final words i found an ace that i could keep
you got to know when to hold ’em know when to fold ’em
know when to walk away and 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 dealing’s done
you got to know when to hold ’em when to hold ’em
know when to fold ’em when to fold ’em
know when to walk away and 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 dealing’s done
you got to know when to hold ’em know when to fold ’em
know when to walk away and 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 dealing’s done
Artist: Kenny Rogers
Year: 1978
Decade: 70s
Language: en
Word Count: 208