Ready Critter?
Fired off.
Ready Gavris?
Yeah baby.
Ready Arkansas?
Bling.
Ready Tenacious Turks?
Ready dude.
Kick it off Pickles.
I am the roving gambler, I've gambled all around.
Whoever I meet with a deck of cards, I lay my money down.
Lay my money down, lay my money down.
I had not been in Fresco many more weeks than three.
I met up with a pretty little girl, she fell in love with me.
Fell in love with me, fell in love with me.
She took me in her parlor, she cooled me with her fingers.
And whispered low in her mother's ear, I love the gamblin' man.
Love the gamblin' man, love the gamblin' man.
Daughter, oh dear daughter, how can you treat me so?
Leave your dear old mother and with the gambler go.
With the gambler go, with the gambler go.
I left her in Frisco and I wound up in Maine.
I met up with a poker player and got in a poker game.
Got in a poker game, 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, shot the gambler down.
Shot the gambler down, shot the gambler down.
Now I'm down in prison, got a number for my name.
The warden slammed the door and said, you gambled your last game.
Gambled your last game, gambled your last game.
Gambled your last game, gambled your last game.
The End