| I wanted more from life, than four kids and a wife
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| And a job in a dark Kentucky mine
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| A twenty acre farm, with a shaky house and barn
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| That’s all I had and all I left behind
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| But at gambling, I was lucky, and so I left Kentucky
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| And left behind my woman and my kids
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| Into the gay casinos, of Nevada’s town of Reno
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| This Kentucky Gambler planned to get rich quick
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| Kentucky gambler who’s going to love your woman in Kentucky
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| Yeah and who’s going to be the one to give her all she needs
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| Kentucky gambler, who’s going to raise your children in Kentucky
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| And who’s going to keep them fed and keep them shoes on their feet
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| There at the gambler’s Paradise, Lady luck was on my side
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| And this Kentucky gambler played just right
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| Hey, I wanted everything I played, I really thought I had it made
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| But I should have quit and gone on home that night
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| But when you love the green backed dollar, sorrow always bound to follow
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| And Reno’s dreams fade into neon amber
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| And Lady Luck, she’ll lead you on, she’ll stay a while, and then she’s gone
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| You better go on home, Kentucky gambler
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| But a gambler never seems to stop till he loses all he’s got
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| And with a money-hungry fever, I played on
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| I played till I’d lost all I’d won, I was right back where I’d started from
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| Then I started wanting to go home
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| Kentucky gambler, there ain’t nobody, waiting in Kentucky
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| When I ran out, somebody else walked in
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| Kentucky gambler, looks like you ain’t really very lucky
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| And it seems to me a gambler loses much more than he wins
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| Much more than he wins |