The Cincinnati Kid

He came with the name Cincinnati
A kid with no ace in the hole
On a hot poker pot, Cincinnati
Had staked his heart and soul

He played night and day like a demon
And prayed for that one lucky day
When the lush royal flush of his dreaming
Is just a game away

Beyond all the green felt shadows
His own queen of hearts will wait
But till he's king of the green felt shadows
She'll wait and wait and wait

For sure as the cards will be falling
And chips in the pot, he'll remain
For the book 'Lady Luck' will be calling
Whoah, the Cincinnati kid, I mean the Cincinnati kid