Kenny Rogers - Gambler guitar chord

THE GAMBLER

Kenny Rogers

Submitted by: Christopher R.

May 29, 2003

Intro

On a (Eb) warm summers evening, on a (Eb/Ab) train bound for no(Eb)where

I met up with a gambler, we were both too tired to (Bb) sleep

So (Eb) we took turns at staring out the (Ab) window at the (Eb) darkness

The (Ab) boredom over(Eb)took us (Bb) and he began to (Eb) speak

He said, (Eb) son I've made a life out of (Eb/Ab) reading people's (Eb) faces

And knowing what the cards were, by the way they held their (Bb) eyes

So if (Eb) you don't mind my sayin', I can (Ab) see you're out of (Eb) aces

For a (Ab) taste of your (Eb) whiskey, I'll (Bb) give you some a(Eb)dvice

So I (Eb) handed him my bottle, and he (Eb/Ab) drank down my last sw(Eb)allow

Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a (Bb) light

And the (Eb) night got deathly quiet, and his (Ab) face lost all ex(Eb)pression

Said, if you're (Ab) gonna play the (Eb) game, boy, you gotta (Bb) learn to play it (Eb) right

You got to (Eb) know when to hold 'em, (Ab) know when to (Eb) fold 'em

(Ab) Know when to (Eb) walk away and know when to (Bb) run

You never (Eb) count your money, when you're (Ab) sittin' at the ta(Eb)ble

There'll be (Ab) time enough for (Eb) countin', (Bb) when the dealin's (Eb) done

Key Change

(E) Every gambler knows that the (A) secret to (E) surviving

Is knowing what to throw away and knowing what to (B) keep

Cause (E) every hand's a winner and (A) every hand's a (E) loser

And the (A) best that you can (E) hope for is to (A) die in your (E) sleep

And (E) when he finished speakin', he (A) turned back for the win(E)dow

Crushed out the cigarette, faded off to (B) sleep

And (No Chord) somewhere in the darkness, the (A) gambler he broke (E) even

But (A) in his final (E) words I found an (B) ace that I could (E) keep

You got to (E) know when to hold 'em, (A) know when to (E) fold 'em

(A) Know when to (E) walk away and know when to (B) run

You never (E) count your money, when you're (A) sittin' at the ta(E)ble

There'll be (A) time enough for (E) countin', (B) when the dealin's (E) done

You got to (E) know when to hold 'em, (A) know when to (E) fold 'em

(A) Know when to (E) walk away and know when to (B) run

You never (E) count your money, when you're (A) sittin' at the ta(E)ble

There'll be (A) time enough for (E) countin', (B) when the dealin's (E) done

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