Chords for Kenny Rogers - The Gambler

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Kenny Rogers - The Gambler chords
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[E] On a warm summer's evening, on a [A] train [E] bound for Norway, I met up with a gambler.
We were both too [B] tired to sleep, [E] so we took turns staring out the [Dbm] window [E] at the darkness.
The boredom overtook us, [B] and he [E] began to speak.
He said, son, I've made my life [Dbm] out of reading [E] people's faces and knowing what the cards were.
By the way, they [B] held their eyes, [E] so if you don't mind me saying,
I can [A] see you're [E] out of aces for a [A] taste [E] of your whiskey.
I'll give you some advice.
So I handed him my bottle, [A] and he drank down [E] my last swallow.
Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me [B] for a light, [E] and the night got deathly quiet.
[A] His face lost [E] all expression.
[A] He said, if you're going to play [E] the game, boy, [B] you've got to learn to play [E] it right.
You've got no when to hold up, [A] no [E] when to fold up, [A] no [E] when to walk away, no when [B] to run.
You [E] never [A] count [E] your money.
[A] When you're sitting [E] at the table, there'll be time enough for counting [B] when the [E] dealing's done.
[F] Now every gambler knows [Bb] the secret to [F] surviving is knowing what to throw away, knowing what [C] to keep.
[F] Because every hand's a winner, [Bb] and every [F] hand's a loser, [Bb] and the best [F] you can hope for [C] is to die [F] in your sleep.
So when he'd finished speaking, [Bb] he turned back [F] toward the window, crushed out his cigarette, and faded [C] off to sleep.
[F] Then somewhere in the darkness, [Bb] the gambler he [F] broke even, [Bb] but in his [F] final words I [C] found, he said,
[F]
You've got to know when to hold up, [Bb] no when [F] to fold up, no when to walk away, no [C] when to run.
You [F] never count 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've got to know [C] when to hold up, no when to [Bb] fold up, no when to walk away, no when to run.
You never [N] count your money.
When you're sitting at the table, there'll be time [Cm] enough for counting when the [F] dealing's done.
You've got to know when to hold up, [Bb] no [F] when to fold [Bb] up, no [F] when to walk away, no when [C] to run.
You [F] never count 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.
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[E] On a warm summer's evening, on a [A] train [E] bound for Norway, I met up with a gambler.
We were both too [B] tired to sleep, [E] so we took turns staring out the [Dbm] window [E] at the darkness.
The boredom overtook us, [B] and he [E] began to speak.
He said, son, I've made my life [Dbm] out of reading [E] people's faces and knowing what the cards were.
By the way, they [B] held their eyes, [E] so if you don't mind me saying,
I can [A] see you're [E] out of aces for a [A] taste [E] of your whiskey.
I'll give you some advice.
So I handed him my bottle, [A] and he drank down [E] my last swallow.
Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me [B] for a light, [E] and the night got deathly quiet.
[A] His face lost [E] all expression.
[A] He said, if you're going to play [E] the game, boy, [B] you've got to learn to play [E] it right.
You've got no when to hold up, [A] no [E] when to fold up, [A] no [E] when to walk away, no when [B] to run.
You [E] never [A] count [E] your money.
[A] When you're sitting [E] at the table, there'll be time enough for counting [B] when the [E] dealing's done. _ _ _ _ _
[F] Now every gambler knows [Bb] the secret to [F] surviving is knowing what to throw away, knowing what [C] to keep.
[F] Because every hand's a winner, [Bb] and every [F] hand's a loser, [Bb] and the best [F] you can hope for [C] is to die [F] in your sleep.
So when he'd finished speaking, [Bb] he turned back [F] toward the window, crushed out his cigarette, and faded [C] off to sleep.
[F] Then somewhere in the darkness, [Bb] the gambler he [F] broke even, [Bb] but in his [F] final words I [C] found, he said,
[F] _
You've got to know when to hold up, [Bb] no when [F] to fold up, no when to walk away, no [C] when to run.
You [F] never count 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've got to know [C] when to hold up, no when to [Bb] fold up, no when to walk away, no when to run.
You never [N] count your money.
When you're sitting at the table, there'll be time [Cm] enough for counting when the [F] dealing's done.
You've got to know when to hold up, [Bb] no [F] when to fold [Bb] up, no [F] when to walk away, no when [C] to run.
You [F] never count 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. _
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