[Verse - No drums] G C G On a warm summer's evening on a train bound for nowhere G G D I met up with a gambler, we were both too tired to speak G C G So we took turns a-starin' out the window at the darkness C G D7 G 'Til boredom overtook us and he began to speak. G C G He said, "Son, I've made a life out of readin' people's faces, G D Knowin' what their cards were by the way they held their eyes, G C G And if you don't mind me sayin', I can see you're out of aces, C G D G And for a taste of your whiskey I'll give you some advice."
(bass drum on 2 and 4 to begin with - no snare) G C G So I handed him my bottle and he drank down my last swallow; G G D Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a light, G C G And the night got deathly quiet, and his face lost all expression, C G D G ' said "If you're gon na play the game, boy, ya gotta learn to play it right.
[Chorus - Half time shuffle] G C G You got to know when to hold 'em, Know when to fold 'em, C G D Know when to walk away And know when to run. G D G C G You never count your money When you're sittin' at the table; C G D G There'll be time enough for countin' When the dealin's done.
[Verse] A D A Every gambler knows that the secret to survivin' A E Is knownin' what to throw away and knowin' what to keep A E A D A 'Cause every hand's a winner, and every hand's a loser, D A E A And the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep."
[Verse] A D A And when he finished speakin', he turned back toward the window, A E Crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep, (drums stop) A E A D A And somewhere in the darkness, the gambler, he broke even, D A E A But in his final words I found an ace that I could keep.
[Chorus - Drums back in] A D A You got to know when to hold 'em, Know when to fold 'em, D A A E Know when to walk away And know when to run. A E A D A You never count your money When you're sittin' at the table; A D A E A There'll be time enough for countin' When the dealin's done.
[Chorus] A D A You got to know when to hold 'em, Know when to fold 'em, D A A E Know when to walk away And know when to run. A E A D A You never count your money When you're sittin' at the table; A D A E A There'll be time enough for countin' When the dealin's done.
[Chorus - A Cappella] A D A You got to know when to hold 'em, Know when to fold 'em, D A E Know when to walk away And know when to run. A E A D A You never count your money When you're sittin' at the table; A D A E A There'll be time enough for countin' When the dealin's done.
[Intro - BPM 92 - Not original key for Guido - Capo 7 for original key Vamp 1 x C, E, F, Fm - Drums B S bB S - but no drums at this point]
[Verse 1 - No drums at this point] When you were here be [C] fore, couldn't look you in the [E] eyes You're just like an [F] angel, your skin makes me [Fm] cry You float like a [C] feather in a beautiful [E] world I wish I was [F] special (bass drum start), you're so fucking [Fm] special [pattern for riff and drums - B B (FmFm+SS) B B (FmFm+SS) (Fm+S) B (Fm+S)] Bxxx Sxxx BBxx Sxxx - xxBB Sxxx xxBx Sxxx FF FF F F (F=Fm) Im a a [Chorus] (play loud) But I'm a [C] creep, I'm a [E] weirdo What the hell am I doing [F] here? I don't be (stop) [Fm]long here
[Verse 2 - Drums back in - swings a bit B S bB S rhythm] I don't care if it [C] hurts, I wanna have con [E] trol I want a perfect [F] body, I want a perfect [Fm] soul I want you to [C] notice when I'm not a [E] round You're so fucking [F] special, I wish I was [Fm] special (play Fm on hits in brackets - use 16th note strums to keep time) Bxxx Sxxx (BB)xx Sxxx xx(BB) (S)xxx Bxxx (S)xxx
[Chorus] (play loud) But I'm a [C] creep, I'm a [E] weirdo What the hell am I doing [F] here? I don't be [Fm] long here
[Verse 3] (play soft until the end - just bass drum) Whatever makes you [C] happy, whatever you [E] want You're so fucking [F] special, I wish I was [Fm] special
[Chorus] But I'm a [C] creep, I'm a [E] weirdo What the hell am I doing [F] here? I don't be [Fm] (stop drums) long here I don't be [C] long here
