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ROVIN' GAMBLER

I am a rovin' gambler
I gambled all around
Whenever I meet with a deck of cards
I Lay my money down

I had not been in Frisco
Many more weeks than three
When I met up with a pretty little girl
She fell in love with me

She took me in her parlor
She cooled me with a fan
Whispered low in her mother's ear
I love this gambling man´

Oh daughter oh, dear daughter,
How can you treat me so
Leave your dear old mother
And with a gambler go

Oh mother, oh dear mother,
I'll tell you if I can
If you ever see me coming back
I'll be with the gambling man

I left her in ´Frisco
I wound up in Maine
I met up with a gambling man
We got in a poker game

He put his money in the pot
And dealt the cards around
I saw him deal from the bottom of the deck
So I shot that gambler down

Now I'm down in prison
Got a number for my name
The warden said as he locked the door
You've gambled your last game