Lyrics: A Whiskey bottle Sits upon a table Drowning my opponent I can hear his heart
A dealer dealing Good for your misfortune We'll have you sweating bullets For the right card
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The unexpected He will come to haunt you Like a breath of darkness Riding in the wind
And it will drag you Into the bowels of evil Pretty white pills curse doesn't hide again
A dead man's hand A dead man's fate Harm them once and you may never escape A dead man's hand A dead man's fate Everybody fears the Aces and Eights
Loaded gun hiding underneath the table Ready for the trigger In case you might go down
You'll either come out standing like a winner Or lying in a pine box six feet underground
A dead man's hand A dead man's fate Harm them once and you may never escape A dead man's hand A dead man's fate Everybody fears the Aces and Eights
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A dead man's hand A dead man's fate Harm them once and you may never escape A dead man's hand A dead man's fate Everybody fears the Aces and Eights With a dead man's hand A dead man's hand A dead man's hand