Mary Black - Marguerite and the gambler

See the man in the ^Dpicture with a ^Cfalcon on his ^Gglove A famous ^Dgambler, they say he ^Cnever knew de^Dfeat ^G Lucky at ^Dcards, oh, ^Che was lucky in ^Dlove ^Em He gave his ^Cheart to the ^Glovely ^DMargue^Grite

See the woman be^Dside him, whis^Cpering in his ^Gear She was a famous ^Dbeauty, with ^Cmen falling at her ^Dfeet ^G Her father was the ^Drichest man in the ^Ctown of Belve^Ddere ^Em Where the ^CGambler met the ^Glovely ^DMargue^Grite ^Em

The day when the ^Chandsome gambling ^Gman came through that ^Dtown They ^Emmet by chance at the ^Ccorner of the ^Dstre^D7et ^G The scene was ^Dset fo^Cr the trage^Ddy, it was love at ^Emfirst sight For the ^CGambler and the ^Glovely ^DMargue^Grite

Their passion was^D a fire that ^Ccould not be con^Gtained And when they made ^Dlove, oh, ^Chow their hearts did ^Dbeat ^G And from that ^Dmoment the whole ^Cworld would be forever ^Dchanged ^Em For the ^CGambler and the ^Glovely ^DMargue^Grite

When her father ^Dheard the news, he was ^Clike a man pos^Gsessed In a cold fit of ^Dfury, h^Catred and des^Dpair ^G No good-for-nothing ^Dgambler was gonna ^Csteal his daughter’s ^Dheart ^Em He hired three ^Cmen to put an ^Gend to ^Dthe af^Gfair ^Em

The Gambler had a ^Croom upstairs,^G in a cheap ho^Dtel The ^Emmen lay in wait in an ^Calley off the ^Dstre^D7et ^G As the lovers strolled ^Dby, three shots rang ^Cout and the Gambler ^Dfell ^Em He died in the ^Carms of the ^Glovely ^DMargue^Grite

When they brought her ^Dhome, she just ^Ccould not be con^Gsoled Her mother ^Dsent out for a ^Cdoctor and a ^Dpriest But it ^Gwas too ^Dlate to save her ^Cbody or her ^Dsoul She’d gone to meet the ^EmGambler Who was ^Cwaiting for his ^Glovely ^DMargue^Grite

See the man in the ^Dpicture with a ^Cfalcon on his ^Gglove And the woman be^Dside him, the Queen of ^CHearts at her ^Dfeet Oh^Gh, they looked so ^Dhappy, they must have been^C so much in ^Dlove ^Em The famous ^CGambler and the ^Glovely ^DMargue^Grite ^Em

They still talk a^Cbout them in the ^Gtown of Belve^Ddere The old ^Empeople can remember hearing ^Cgunfire on the ^Dstre^D7et ^G And now when the ^Dmoon is full, two lov^Cers sometimes ap^Dpear They say it’s the^Em ghost of The ^CGambler and the ^Glovely ^DMargue^Grite ^{D G D} They say it’s the^Em ghost of The ^CGambler and the ^Glovely ^DMargue^Grite