• Song:

    The Gambler

  • Artist:

    Kenny Rodgers

  • Album:

    Twenty Greatest Hits

Okay,so the only other decent looking chords had the incorrect lyrics and a few other faults.
The first few lines are picking then he goes into the strumming.Listen to the song for the rythym.
good luck...

     G (320003@1)                        C (x32010@1)             GOn (320003@1)a warm summer's evenin' on a train bound for nowhere,
  C (x32010@1)             G (320003@1)              C (x32010@1)               DI (xx0232@1)met up with the gambler; we were both too tired to sleep.
   G (320003@1)                             C (x32010@1)           GSo (320003@1)we took turns a starin' out the window at the darkness
     C (x32010@1)         G (320003@1)      D (xx0232@1)             G'til (320003@1)boredom overtook us, and he began to speak.

         G (320003@1)                           C (x32010@1)              GHe (320003@1)said, "Son, I've made a life out of readin' people's faces,
    C (x32010@1)                G (320003@1)               C (x32010@1)                 Dand (xx0232@1)knowin' what their cards were by the way they held their eyes.
       G (320003@1)                             C (x32010@1)               GAnd (320003@1)if you don't mind my sayin', I can see you're out of aces.
      C (x32010@1)           G (320003@1)          D (xx0232@1)           GFor (320003@1)a taste of your whiskey I'll give you some advice."

     G (320003@1)                         C (x32010@1)                GSo (320003@1)I handed him my bottle and he drank down my last swallow. 
C (x32010@1)              G (320003@1)           C (x32010@1)            DThen (xx0232@1)he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a light.
        G (320003@1)                              C (x32010@1)               GAnd (320003@1)the night got deathly quiet, and his face lost all expression.
                 C (x32010@1)                  G (320003@1)           D (xx0232@1)              GSaid, (320003@1)"If you're gonna play the game, boy, ya gotta learn to play it right.

CHORUS:
           G (320003@1)                   C (x32010@1)           GYou (320003@1)got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em,
C (x32010@1)          G (320003@1)       C (x32010@1)              Dknow (xx0232@1)when to walk away and know when to run.
          G (320003@1)                          C (x32010@1)            GYou (320003@1)never count your money when you're sittin' at the table.
                 C (x32010@1)        G (320003@1)      D (xx0232@1)               GThere'll (320003@1)be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done.


D (xx0232@1)                          C (x32010@1)           GEv'ry (320003@1)gambler knows that the secret to survivin'
   C (x32010@1)            G (320003@1)         C (x32010@1)                 Dis (xx0232@1)knowin' what to throw away and knowing what to keep.
       G (320003@1)                       C (x32010@1)            G'Cause (320003@1)ev'ry hand's a winner and ev'ry hand's a loser,
        C (x32010@1)               G (320003@1)            D (xx0232@1)         Gand (320003@1)the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep."

    G (320003@1)                             C (x32010@1)                     GAnd (320003@1)when he'd finished speakin', he turned back towards the window,
C (x32010@1)             G (320003@1)           C (x32010@1)          Dcrushed (xx0232@1)out his cigarette and faded off to sleep.
    G (320003@1)                           C (x32010@1)               GAnd (320003@1)somewhere in the darkness the gambler, he broke even.
    C (x32010@1)          G (320003@1)              D (xx0232@1)              GBut (320003@1)in his final words I found an ace that I could keep.

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