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The cards are dealt, the bids are in The faces, poker straight The air is full of smoke and sweat The men are full of hate Rest your tired bones, my friend The game is nearly done However much you might regret In life, you've had your run Start your engines, gentlemen There's not much time to wait Remember there's no going back Once we open up the gate Rest your tired bones, my friend The game is nearly done However much you might regret In life, you've had your run The stakes are high, the moon is up The drinks are flowing free They've bet on all the horses Now they can only wait and see Rest your tired bones, my friend The game is nearly done However much you might regret In life, you've had your run Yes, in life, you've had your run From Letras Mania