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Post by Thee Independent on Jul 29, 2005 11:00:05 GMT -5
It's in the Way that you Use It by Eric Clapton
It's in the way that you use it, It comes and it goes. It's in the way that you use it, Boy don't you know.
And if you lie you will lose it, Feelings will show. So don't you ever abuse it, Don't let it go.
Nobody's right till somebody's wrong. Nobody's weak till somebody's strong. No one gets lucky till luck comes along. Nobody's lonely till somebody's gone.
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I've seen dark skies, never like this. Walked on some thin ice, never like this. I've told you white lies, never like this. Looked into true eyes, never like this.
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Post by Thee Independent on Jul 29, 2005 11:01:12 GMT -5
The Gambler by Kenny Rogers
The Gambler (by Kenny Rogers)
On a warm summers evening, on a train bound for nowhere I met up with a gambler, we were both too tired to sleep So we took turns at 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 And knowing what the cards were, by the way they held their eyes So if you don't mind my sayin', I can see you're out of aces For a taste of your whiskey, I'll give you some advice So I handed him my bottle, and he drank down my last swallow Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a light And the night got deathly quiet, and his face lost all expression Said, if you're gonna play the game, boy, you gotta learn to play it right
Chorus:You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em Know when to walk away and know when to run You never count your money, when you're sittin' at the table There'll be time enough for countin', when the dealin's done
Every gambler knows that the secret to survive is Knowing what to throw away and knowing what to keep 'Cos every hand's a winner and every hand's a loser And the best that you can hope for is that I end asleep And when he finished speakin', he turned back for the window Crushed out the cigarette, faded off to sleep And somewhere in the darkness, the gambler he broke even But in his final words I found an ace that I could keep
Chorus:You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em Know when to walk away and know when to run You never count your money, when you're sittin' at the table There'll be time enough for countin', when the dealin's done
You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em Know when to walk away and know when to run You never count your money, when you're sittin' at the table There'll be time enough for countin', when the dealin's done
You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em Know when to walk away and know when to run You never count your money, when you're sittin' at the table There'll be time enough for countin', when the dealin's done
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