Lyrics The Gambler - Scythian

The Gambler

You never count your money
When you’re sitting at the table
There’ll be time enough for counting
When the dealin’s done
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 we took turns staring
Out the window at the darkness
The boredom overtook us
And he began to speak
He said son I’ve made a life
Out of reading people’s faces
Knowing what their cards were
By the way they held their eyes
If you don’t mind my sayin'
I can see you’re out of aces
For a taste of your whisky
Can I give some advice?
You got to know when to hold ‘em
Know when to fold ‘em
Know when to walk away
Know when to run
You never count your money
When you’re sitting at the table
There’ll be time enough for counting
When the dealin’s done
So I handed him my bottle
He drank down my last swallow
He bummed a cigarette
Then he asked me for a light
The night got deathly quiet
His face lost all expression
Said: if you’re gonna play the game boy
Got to learn to play it right
You got to know when to hold ‘em
Know when to fold ‘em
Know when to walk away
Know when to run
You never count your money
When you’re sitting at the table
There’ll be time enough for counting
When the dealin’s done
Now every gambler knows
That the secret to surviving:
Knowing what to throw away
Knowing what to keep
Cause every hand’s a winner
And every hand’s a loser
The best that you can hope for
Is to die in your sleep
Now when he’d finished speaking
He turned back towards the window
Crushed out his cigarette
Faded off to sleep
Somewhere in the darkness
The gambler he broke even
But in his final words I found
An ace that I could keep
You got to know when to hold ‘em
Know when to fold ‘em
Know when to walk away
Know when to run
You never count your money
When you’re sitting at the table
There’ll be time enough for counting
When the dealin’s done
You got to know when to hold ‘em
Know when to fold ‘em
Know when to walk away
Know when to run
You never count your money
When you’re sitting at the table
There’ll be time enough for counting
When the dealin’s done