Randy Newman - Ride gambler ride

^EmRide, Gambler ^CRide Where the ^Awild^D rivers flow ^{Em Em}Ride, Gambler ^CRide Til there's ^Dno place left to ^Emgo

^EmThere's a town lyin o^Cver that hill You ^Fdon't remember? They reme^Emmber you still. There's a woman up there who you ^Cleft behind You weren't ^Dnothin' special, but you're ^Emstill on her mind. See, ^Cshe got married to the ^Gboy next door ^Dwho works at the ca^Emndy store ^CShe got married to the ^Gboy next door, but she ^Adreams ^Cabout you.

^CRide, Gambler, R^Gide til you^Are poor a^Css is so^Emre ^CRide, Gambler, R^Gide til you can't s^Atand^C the pain no ^Emmore

^EmYour old daddy's a ri^Cght fine man and ^Fhe raised you up, best he^Em can. And daddy's words still ringin' i^Cn your ear From a long ^Dtime back but they're loud a^Emnd clear. ^CHero ain't worth a ^Glick my son, ^Dnever fight when ^Emyou can run. ^CDon't let no woman ^Emturn you around And ^Anever stan^Cd when you can lie down.

^CRide, Gambler, R^Gide til you c^Aan't ^Cride no ^Emmore ^CRide, Gambler, R^Emide till ^Fyour poor, ^Abroke up, ^Craggedy little ass is ^Emsore

^{Em C Em C G C Em}Cowboy, ride.