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The Gambler
Bogan 1310
     
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The Gambler
 
ID: 10262
   Instrumental  

LabelBogan
WEB SITE www.buddyweavermusic.com
Label information
Grid list of Bogan recordings
Number1310
TypeSinging Call
Copies3
Vic's Rating4 (good)
Bpm 
Duration3:49
Media45 rpm vinyl
Artist(s)
Tim Ploch (picture)     recordings by Tim Ploch

Tim Ploch

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Cue Sheet

OPENER - MIDDLE BREAK - CLOSER    Basic

Circle left
*On a warm summer's evening on a train bound to nowhere
I met a gambler, we were just too tired to sleep

Left allemande, walk back you dosado now
Left allemande then you weave around that ring
He said "Son, I've made a life out of reading people's faces"
Dosado and you'll all promenade
You never count your money sittin' at the table
There's time enough for countin' when the dealin's done


FIGURE    Mainstream, corner progression

Head couples promenade go half around that ring now
Side couples do the right & left thru and turn 'em there
Square thru and go 4 hands around you know now
Dosado and then do an eight chain 4
You gotta know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em
Swing your corner there, and then you'll promenade
You never count your money sittin' at the table
There's time enough for countin' when the dealin's done


ALTERNATE LYRICS

*Every gambler knows the secret to survival is
Knowing what the throw away and knowing what to keep

 
Lyrics

Lyrics are provided for informational and educational purposes only. Lyrics are
subject to all U.S. copyright laws and remain property of their respective owners.

The Gambler Lyrics ID: 48

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 a starin' out the window at the darkness,
'Til boredom overtook us, and he began to speak.

He said: "Son, I've made a life out of readin' people's faces,
And knowin' what their cards were by the way they held their eyes.
So if you don't mind my sayin', I can see you're out of aces.
For a taste of your whiskey, I'll give you some advice."

So I handed him my bottle and he drank down my last swallow.
Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a light.
And the night got deathly quiet, his face lost all expression.
He said: "If you're 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 when you're sittin' at the table.
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done."

"Now ev'ry gambler knows the secret to survivin'.
Is knowin' what to throw away, knowing what to keep.
'Cos ev'ry hand's a winner and ev'ry hand's a loser,
And the best you can hope for is to die in your sleep."

So when he'd finished speakin', he turned back toward the window:
Crushed out 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.

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 when you're sittin' at the table.
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done.

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 when you're sittin' at the table.
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done.

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 when you're sittin' at the table.
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done.

Lyrics by Don Schlitz.
Recorded by Kenny Rogers; Johnny Cash.
 

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