And the night got deathly quiet and his faced lost all expression
He said, “If you’re gonna play the game, boy,
You gotta learn to play it right.
You got to know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em
Know when to walk away, 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 survivin’
Is knowin’ what to throw away and knowin’ what to keep
‘Cause every hand’s a winner and every hand’s a loser
And the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep.”
