Chords for Blake Shelton ~ "The Gambler"

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Blake Shelton ~  "The Gambler" chords
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[Gbm] [E] [A] [E] On a warm summer's evening, on a [A] train bound for [E] nowhere, I met [Gb] up with a [E] gambler.
We were both too tired [B] to speak, [E] so we took turns staring [A] out the window [E] at the darkness.
[A] The boredom [E] overtook us, and he began to speak.
He said, son, I've made a life [A] out of reading [E] people's faces,
and knowing what the cards were by the way [B] they held their [E] eyes.
So if you don't mind me saying, [A] I can see you're [E] out of aces,
[A] pour a taste [E] of your whiskey, [B] I'll [Gbm] give you [E] some advice.
So I handed him my bottle, and [A] he drank down my [E] last swallow.
Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for [B] a light,
[E] and the night got deathly quiet, [A] and his face [E] lost all expression.
Said [A] if you're gonna play [E] the game, boy, you [B] gotta learn to play [E] it right.
You got to know when to hold, [A] know when [E] to fold up, [A] know when [E] to walk away,
know when [B] to run, you [E] never [A] count [E] your money.
[A] When you're sitting [E] at the table, there'll be [A] time [E] enough for counting,
[B] when the [E] dealing's done.
[F]
And every gambler knows [Bb] that the secret to [F] surviving
is knowing what to throw away and knowing [C] what to keep.
[F] Cause every hand's a winner, [Bb] and every [F] hand's a loser,
[Bb] and the best that you [F] can hope for [C] is to die [F] in your sleep.
And when he finished speaking, [Bb] he turned back [F] toward the window,
crushed out his cigarette, and faded off [C] to sleep.
[F] And somewhere in the darkness, [Bb] the gambler, he [F] broke even,
[Bb] but in his [F] final words, I [C] found an ace that [F] I can keep.
You got to know when to hold, [Bb] know [F] when to fold up, [Bb]
know [F] when to walk away,
and know [C] when to run, [F] you never [Bb] count [F] your money.
[Bb] When you're sitting [F] at the table, there'll be time enough for counting,
[C] when the [F] dealing's done.
You got to know when to hold, know when to fold [C] up, know [F] when to walk away,
and 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 dealing's done.
You got to know when to hold, [Bb] know [F] when to fold up, [Bb]
know when to [F] walk away,
and know [C] when to run, you [F] never [Bb] count [F] your money.
[Bb] When you're sitting [F] at the table, there'll be [Bb] time [F] enough for counting,
[C] when the [F] dealing's done.
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[Gbm] _ [E] _ _ [A] [E] On a warm summer's evening, on a [A] train bound for [E] nowhere, I met [Gb] up with a [E] gambler.
We were both too tired [B] to speak, [E] so we took turns staring [A] out the window [E] at the darkness.
[A] The boredom [E] overtook us, and he began to speak.
He said, son, I've made a life [A] out of reading [E] people's faces,
and knowing what the cards were by the way [B] they held their [E] eyes.
So if you don't mind me saying, [A] I can see you're [E] out of aces,
[A] pour a taste [E] of your whiskey, [B] I'll [Gbm] give you [E] some advice. _
So I handed him my bottle, and [A] he drank down my [E] last swallow.
Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for [B] a light,
[E] and the night got deathly quiet, [A] and his face [E] lost all expression.
Said [A] if you're gonna play [E] the game, boy, you [B] gotta learn to play [E] it right.
You got to know when to hold, [A] know when [E] to fold up, [A] know when [E] to walk away,
know when [B] to run, you [E] never [A] count [E] your money.
[A] When you're sitting [E] at the table, there'll be [A] time [E] enough for counting,
[B] when the [E] dealing's done.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F]
And every gambler knows [Bb] that the secret to [F] surviving
is knowing what to throw away and knowing [C] what to keep.
[F] Cause every hand's a winner, [Bb] and every [F] hand's a loser,
[Bb] and the best that you [F] can hope for [C] is to die [F] in your sleep.
And when he finished speaking, [Bb] he turned back [F] toward the window,
crushed out his cigarette, and faded off [C] to sleep.
[F] And somewhere in the darkness, [Bb] the gambler, he [F] broke even,
[Bb] but in his [F] final words, I [C] found an ace that [F] I can keep.
You got to know when to hold, [Bb] know [F] when to fold up, [Bb]
know [F] when to walk away,
and know [C] when to run, [F] you never [Bb] count [F] your money.
[Bb] When you're sitting [F] at the table, there'll be time enough for counting,
[C] when the [F] dealing's done.
You got to know when to hold, know when to fold [C] up, know [F] when to walk away,
and 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 dealing's done.
You got to know when to hold, [Bb] know [F] when to fold up, [Bb]
know when to [F] walk away,
and know [C] when to run, you [F] never [Bb] count [F] your money.
[Bb] When you're sitting [F] at the table, there'll be [Bb] time [F] enough for counting,
[C] when the [F] dealing's done. _
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