Busy Signal - The Gambler lyrics

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The Gambler hothead

hmm...ohhh...hmmhmm...ohh......yeeeah...hothead!!

On a warm summer's evenin

on a train bound for nowhere

I met up with the gambler,

We were both too tired to sleep

so we took turns to stairrin out of the window at the darkness,

till boredom over took us

and he began to speak

He said 'son I've made a life, out of readin people's faces,

And knowing what their cards were by the way they held their eyes

So if you don’t mind me saying,

I can see you're out of aces

For the taste of your whiskey,

I'll give you some advice

So I handed him my bottle, and he drank down my last swallow

And he bummed a cigarrete, and asked me for a light

and the night got deathly quiet,

and his face lost all expression

…said if you 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,

know when to run

You never count your money while sitting at the table,

they will be time enough for countin when the deal is done

Every gambler knows that the secret to surviving

Is knowing what to throw in and knowing what to keep

Cause every hand's a winner, and every hand’s a looser

and the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep,,

and when he finished speaking,

he turned back towards the window

Crushed down 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

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