The Gambler by Kenny Rogers

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Song: The Gambler
Artist: Kenny Rogers
Transcribed by: Inferno11
Tuning: Standard (EBGDAE)
Chords used:

    D     G     A
E---2-----3-----0-
B---3-----3-----2-
G---2-----0-----2-
D---0-----0-----2-
A---x-----2-----0-
E---x-----3-----x-

I'm pretty sure this is the way you play this song without a Capo. Enjoy.

                      The Gambler
Verse:
 D                           G              D
On a warm summer's eve, on a train bound for nowhere
 G              D               G                  A
I met up with a 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
till boredom over-took us then he began to speak.

(The chord progression is the same throughout the verses...)

He said, Son, I've made a life out of readin' people's faces          
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 a deathly quiet, and his face lost all expression.
He said If you're gonna play the game boy, you gotta learn to play it
right.

Chorus:
             D                      G            D    
You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em.
G             D             G            A
Know when to walk away, know when to run.
           D                             G              D
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table.
            G                D       A                 D
Ther'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done."

Verse:
Now ev'ry gambler knows that the secret to survival
Is knowin' what to throw away and knowin' what to keep.
'Cause ev'ry hand's a winner, and ev'ry hand's a loser.
And the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep.

And when he'd finished speakin' he turned back towards the window.
crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep. 
And somewhere in the darkness, the gambler he broke even.
And in his final words, I found an ace that I could keep.
    
Play Chorus 2 more times...

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