The Gambler Kenny Rogers
Intro:
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Verse 1: (add9 to the E on every 3rd beat throughout 1st 2 verses)
On a[E] warm summer's evenin' on a t[A/E]rain bound for n[E]owhere,
[E]I met up with the gambler; we were both too tired to [B7]sleep.
So [E]we took turns a starin' out the w[A/E]indow at the d[E]arkness
'til boredom overtook us, [B7]and he began to [E]speak.
Verse 2: (Bass in)
He said, [E]"Son, I've made a life out of [A/E]readin' people's [E]faces,
and knowin' what their cards were by the way they held their [B7]eyes.
And if [E]you don't mind my sayin', I can [A/E]see you're out of [E]aces.
For a [A/E]taste of your [E]whiskey I'll [B7]give you some [E]advice."
Verse 3: (strumming starts)
So I [E]handed him my bottle and he [A]drank down my last [E]swallow.
Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a [B7]light.
And the [E]night got deathly quiet, and his [A]face lost all expr[E]ession.
Said, "If you're [A]gonna play the g[E]ame, boy, ya gotta [B7]learn to play it [E]right.
Chorus:
You got to [E]know when to hold 'em,[A] know when to [E]fold 'em,
[A]know when to [E]walk away and know when to [B7]run.
You never [E]count [A]your [E]money when you're [A]sittin' at the [E]table.
There'll be [E]time [A]enough for [E]countin' [B7]when the dealin's [E]done.
Verse 4: (Key change)
[F]Ev'ry gambler knows that the [Bb]secret to survi[F]vin'
is knowin' what to throw away and knowing what to [C]keep.
'Cause [F]ev'ry hand's a winner and [Bb]ev'ry hand's a l[F]oser,
and the [Bb]best that you can h[F]ope for is to d[C]ie in your s[F]leep."
Verse 5:
And [F]when he'd finished speakin', he [Bb]turned back towards the w[F]indow,
crushed out his cigarette and faded off to [C7]sleep.
And [F]somewhere in the darkness the [Bb]gambler, he broke e[F]ven.
But [Bb]in his final w[F]ords I found an a[C7]ce that I could k[F]eep.
Chorus:
You got to [F]know when to hold 'em,[Bb] know when to f[F]old 'em,
[Bb]know when to w[F]alk away and know when to r[C7]un.
You never [F]count [Bb]your [F]money when you're [Bb]sittin' at the t[F]able.
There'll be t[F]ime e[Bb]nough for co[F]untin' wh[C7]en the dealin's do[F]ne.
A cappello chorus
Chorus
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