Cifras
The Gambler

Tono: D

Introducción:

        D#  G#  C#  F#  A#d#  
Verse
          E                                                                         A                                 E  
On a warm summer's evenin' on a train bound for nowhere,
E                                                                                                                                         B7  
I met up with the gambler  we were both too tired to sleep.
        E                                                                                 A                                    E  
So we took turns a starin' out the window at the darkness
                                                                     B7                                    E  
'til boredom overtook us, and he began to speak.
verse 2
                        E                                                                            A                                         E  
He said, "Son, I've made a life out of readin' people's faces,
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and knowin' what their cards were by the way they held their eyes.
                  E                                                                                 A                                            E  
And if you don't mind my sayin', I can see you're out of aces.
                A                                 E                              B7                              E  
For a taste of your whiskey I'll give you some advice."
verse 3
             E                                                                      A                                              E  
So I handed him my bottle and he drank down my last swallow.
                                                                                                                             B7  
Then he bummed a cigarette, and asked me for a light.
                     E                                                                                    A                                            E  
And the night got deathly quiet, and his face lost all expression.
                                             A                                      E                                              B7                                      E  
Said, "If you're gonna play the game, boy, ya gotta learn to play it right.
                             E                                                      A                                 E  
You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em,
A                              E                                                                    B7  
know when to walk away and know when to run.
                          E            A         E                                            A                                    E  
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table.
                                  A                                    E                    B7                                         E  
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done.
verse 4 (Key change)
F                                                                         Bb                              F  
Ev'ry gambler knows that the secret to survivin'
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is knowin' what to throw away and knowing what to keep.
                  F                                                                 Bb                                 F  
'Cause ev'ry hand's a winner and ev'ry hand's a loser,
                     Bb                                         F                                    C7                         F  
and the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep."
Verse 5
          F                                                                                 Bb                                                         F  
And when he'd finished speakin', he turned back towards the window,
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crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep.
          F                                                                            Bb                                         F  
And somewhere in the darkness the gambler, he broke even.
          Bb                            F                                         C7                                      F  
But in his final words I found an ace that I could keep.
                             F                                                         Bb                              F  
You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em,
Bb                            F                                                                    C7  
know when to walk away and know when to run.
                          F            Bb      F                                            Bb                                 F  
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table.
                                  Bb                                 F                    C7                                         F  
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done.