Chords for The Gambler - Kenny Rogers and Blake Shelton

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[Eb] On a warm summer's evening, [Ab] on a train [Eb] bound for nowhere, I met up with a gambler.
We were both too [Bb] tired to sleep, [Eb] so we took turns a-staring [Ab] out the window [Eb] 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,
and knowing what the cards were by the way they held [Bb] their eyes.
[Eb] So if you don't mind my saying, I can see you're out of aces,
for a taste of your whiskey, [Bb] I'll give you some [Eb] advice.
So I handed him my bottle, [Ab] and he drank down my [Eb] last swallow.
Then he bummed a cigarette, and asked me for [Bb] a light,
[Eb] and the night got deathly quiet, [Ab] and his face lost all [Eb] expression.
Said,
[Ab] If you're gonna play the [Eb] game, boy, you [Bb] gotta learn to play [Eb] it right.
You got no when to hold up, _ [Ab] no when to [Eb] fold up, no when to walk away, and no when [Bb] to run.
You [Eb] never count your money [Ab] when you're sitting at [Eb] the table.
There'll be time enough for counting _ [Bb] when the [Eb] dealing's done. _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] Every gambler knows [A] that the secret to [E] surviving is knowing what to throw away,
knowing what [B] to keep, [E] cause every hand's a winner, [A] and every [E] hand's a loser,
[A] and the best that you [E] can hope for [B] is dying [E] to sleep.
So when he finished speaking, [A] he turned back [E] towards the window,
crushed out his cigarette, and faded [B] off to sleep.
[E] And somewhere in the darkness, the gambler he broke even,
[A] but in his [E] final words I [B] found the mace that [E] I had to keep.
You got no when to hold up, [A] no when to fold up, no [N] when to walk away. _ _ _ _
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