John Martyn
Gambler
My father was a gamblerGambled every dayMy daddy was a gambler some kindGambled his life awayMy father was a gamblerAlways lost to meMy father was a gamblerUsed to being beaten let me tell you soCaught outWith a shoutAnd playing pokerWith dogs and horses, 52 cardsHe was a jokerCall the odds, call the shots,My father was a gamblerI swear it’s the truthCall you out and make mince meat of youCall you out and make you pay, ohYou can’t pay, you can’t play, that’s what he told me,that’s what he saidYou can’t play, you can’t pay, you can’t play, youcan’t payWe don’t boy money cross my tableFirst rule of the jokerFirst rule of the jokerDaddy was a gamblerLetras de cancionesDaddy was a bad bad boyMy daddy was a gambler manMy daddy gambled and sowed the seedMy daddy how are youHow are youFilled some peoples hearts with joyNever cheated always beatenNever beaten never cheated always smiledFly on the wall the beetle crawled byDaddy was a gamblerA mean chip off the old blockLook him in the eye and book emLook him in the eye and turn awayLook him in the eye and book em.
From Letras Mania