Kenny Rogers - Know When to Hold 'Em | Текст песни

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on a warm sunless evening
on a train bound from nowhere
i met up with the gambling
we were both to tired to sleep
so we did turn to staring
at the window, at the darkness
the border ___ took us
he began to speak

he said:
son i made my life
out of reading people's faces
and knowing what the cards were
by the way the held their eyes
so if you dont mind to say it
i can see you're out of aces
or 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 ____ a sigarette
and asked me for a light
and the night kept _______
and his face lost all expression
said : if you 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 sitting at the table
there'll be time enough for counting
when the dealing's done

now every gambler knows
the secret to survival
knowing what to throw away
knowing what to keep
cause every hand's a winner
and every hand's a looser
and the best you can hope for
is to die in the sleep

so when he finished speaking
he turned back towards the window
crushed out his sigarette
and faded off to sleep
then somewhere in the darkness
a gambler he broke even
within his final words
i found an ace that i can 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 sitting at the table
there'll be time enough for counting
when the dealing's done

you got to know when to Hold'em (when to Hold'em)
know when to fold 'em (when to fold 'em)
know when to walk away
know when to run
you never count your money
when you're sitting at the table
there'll be time enough for counting
when the dealing'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 sitting at the table
there'll be time enough for counting
when the dealing's done

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