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The Gambler Medley Karaoke - Robert Mizzell

To nagranie jest coverem The Gambler Medley rozsławionym przez Robert Mizzell
Song list included in this medley: Ruby, Don't Take Your Love To Town, The Gambler & Coward of the County

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MP4
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About

Z wokalem (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Tempo: variable (around 97 BPM)

Tonacja taka jak orginał: D

Czas trwania: 04:00 - Podgląd na stronie: 02:19

Data wydania: 2018
Genres: Country, W języku angielskim
Słowa oryginalne: Mel Tillis, Don Schlitz, Roger Dale Bowling, Billy Edd Wheeler

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Tekst The Gambler Medley

You've painted up your lips and rolled and curled your tinted hair
Ruby, are you contemplating going out somewhere?
The shadow on the wall tells me the sun is going down
Oh Ruby
Don't take your love to town
It wasn't me that started that old crazy Asian war
But I was proud to go and do my patriotic chore
And yes it's true that I'm not the man I used to be
Oh Ruby
Sure can use some company
Everyone considered him the coward of the county
He'd never stood one single time to prove the county wrong
His mama named him Tommy but folks just called him yellow
Something always told me they were reading
Tommy wrong
He was only ten years old when his daddy died in prison
I looked after Tommy 'cos he was my brother's son
I still recall the final words my brother said to Tommy
Son my life is over but yours has just begun
Promise me son not to do the things I've done
Walk away from trouble if you can
It won't mean you're weak if you turn the other cheek
I hope you're old enough to understand
Son you don't have to fight to be a man
On a warm summer's evening
On a train bound for nowhere
I met up with a gambler we were both too tired to sleep
So he took turns a-starin' out the window at the darkness
'Till the boredom overtook us and he began to speak
Well he said son
I've made a life out of readin' people's faces
And knowin' what the 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
Lord I'll give you some advice
You got to know when to hold 'em know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away and 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 and 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
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done

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