Kenny Rogers - The gambler

On a ^Gwarm summer's evenin' on a ^Ctrain bound for ^Gnowhere I ^Cmet up with the ^Ggambler we were b^Coth too tired to s^Dleep So ^Gwe took turns a starin' out the ^Cwindow at the ^Gdarkness til b^Coredom overt^Gook us an^Dd he began to sp^Geak

He said S^Gon I've made a life out of rea^Cdin' people's fac^Ges and ^Cknowin' what their ^Gcards were by the ^Cway they held their ^Deyes And if ^Gyou don't mind my sayin' I can s^Cee you're out of a^Gces For a ^Ctaste of your ^Gwhiskey I'll ^Dgive you some ^Gadvice

So I ^Ghanded him my bottle and he ^Cdrank down my last ^Gswallow ^CThen he bummed a ^Gcigarette and ^Casked me for a ^Dlight And the ^Gnight got deathly quiet and his f^Cace lost all expre^Gssion Said If you're go^Cnna play the game boy^G ya gotta lear^Dn to play it righ^Gt

You got to ^Gknow when to hold 'em ^Cknow when to f^Gold 'em ^Cknow when to ^Gwalk away ^Cand know when to ^Drun You never ^Gcount your money when you're ^Csittin' at the ^Gtable There'll be time ^Cenough for ^Gcountin' ^Dwhen the dealin's ^Gdone

^DEv'ry gambler knows that the ^Csecret to surv^Givin' is ^Cknowin' what to^G throw away ^Cand knowing what to ^Dkeep Cause e^Gv'ry hand's a winner and e^Cv'ry hand's a l^Goser and the ^Cbest that you can ^Ghope for is to ^Ddie in your ^Gsleep

And ^Gwhen he'd finished speakin' he t^Curned back towards the w^Gindow ^Ccrushed out his ^Gcigarette and ^Cfaded off to ^Dsleep And ^Gsomewhere in the darkness the ^Cgambler he broke e^Gven But ^Cin his final ^Gwords I found an ^Dace that I could ^Gkeep