Judy Garland

The Gambler(Chords)

Judy Garland

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     D                          G               D 
On a warm summer's evenin' on a train bound for nowhere 
                                                     A 
I met up with the gambler; we were both too tired to sleep 
   D                               G             D 
So we took turns a starin' out the window at the darkness 
     G                D       A           D 
'Til boredom overtook us, and he began to speak 
         D                             G                D 
He said, 'Son, I've made a life out of readin' people's faces 
                                                             A 
And knowin' what their cards were by the way they held their eyes 
       D                               G                 D 
And if you don't mind my sayin', I can see you're out of aces 
      G             D            A               D 
For a taste of your whiskey I'll give you some advice' 
     D                           G                  D 
So I handed him my bottle and he drank down my last swallow 
                                              A 
Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a light 
        D                                G                 D 
And the night got deathly quiet, and his face lost all expression 
                 G              D                   A                D 
Said, 'If you're gonna play the game, boy, ya gotta learn to play it right 

D G D You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold'em G D A Know when to walk away and know when to run D A D G D You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table G D A D There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done
{Slide capo to 2nd fret} D G D Ev'ry gambler knows that the secret to survivin' A Is knowin' what to throw away and knowing what to keep. D G D 'Cause ev'ry hand's a winner and ev'ry hand's a loser, G D A D And the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep.' D G D And when he'd finished speakin', he turned back towards the window, A Crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep. D G D And somewhere in the darkness the gambler, he broke even. G D A D But in his final words I found an ace that I could keep.
D G D You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em, G D A Know when to walk away and know when to run. D A D G D You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table. G D A D There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done. D G D You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em, G D A Know when to walk away and know when to run. D A D G D You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table. G D A D There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done.

Written by Don Schlitz

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