Luyện nghe bài hát The Gambler

On a night in a lost hour
In a built from neon and chrome
Where las seeks the desert
In an old broken casino
There the gambler slapped his money
Dirty dollars one hundred or
his last bet on a poker game
Crossed his for the winning score

But the players at the
Two men of the creed
Seemed to play with sombre
Than a and pure greed
And the gambler his back freeze
And fear brushed his ageing
For he'd seen those men before in his
Here they sat him now

And the one smoothed back his black
With a comb by brylcream and grease
Flipped the cards a flippancy
Of a and slippery ease
With his sharp suit shade of
On a shuffle he made the cards
Gold studs and menthol
set in a skull ring

And the of the clergy
With a and robe of pale ivory
grey at the temples
And a smile that was and was kindly

of hearts lead, wait for aces
Became faces of and friends
Until the deck showed him a
Of his life from to end
Reverend life he an ace
And the gambler blood in his heart
For he knew this was the game of
He would need all the heart

Anger, and gluttony
The gambler hit hard
Each failure and each
Mapped out in the cards
Greasy mr.d. flashed a grin
And stood facing reverend
The reverend paled as he saw the
The felt pain as a knife

His troubles,
Revelations and
A wife, a child, a to trial
by the hand of death
And the gambler saw his hand
With the of his family ties
And with the yellow of mr.d.
In his mind he and dies

And two great men from different worlds
Faced each other and shook of
The shrugged "ah well next time"
And departed for heaven's

And the leapt and the soul screamed
And the scattered round the room
And life is a gamble
A game from the cradle to

And the flames and the soul screamed
And the cards scattered round the
And life is a gamble
A game from the cradle to

And the flames leapt and the screamed
And the cards round the room
And life is always a
A game from the to tomb