Gambling heart
As the night starts creeping in
With the stale old smell of cigarettes
The addiction starts feeling home
You have a gambler’s heart old boy
Devil’s traps, some surprise you’re his decoy
Keep on gambling gambling run away
Your sorry eyes may save the day
Oh your trouble sets in long before you do
Keep on gambling gambling run away
If they chase you through your dreams each day
You’ll feel empty
So sorry
‘Cause this life may stay the same
But when your gambling heart calls your name
your’e lost again
out of sight again
So sorry
So sorry
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