Luyện nghe bài hát The Gambler

On a night in a lost hour
In a town from neon and chrome
las vegas seeks the desert
In an old down casino
There the slapped his money down
dollars one hundred or more
Placed his bet on a poker game
his heart for the winning score

But the at the table
Two men of the phantom
Seemed to with sombre purpose
Than a reason and greed
And the gambler felt his back
And brushed his ageing brow
For he'd those men before in his dreams
they sat before him now

And the one back his black hair
With a slicked by brylcream and grease
Flipped the with a flippancy
Of a wily and ease
With his suit shade of lilac
On a he made the cards sing
Gold studs and cigarettes
set in a skull ring

And the of the clergy
With a colour and robe of ivory
Silver at the temples
And a that was stern and was kindly

Jack of hearts lead, wait for
Became faces of and friends
the deck showed him a picture
Of his life beginning to end
Reverend he flipped an ace
And the gambler blood in his heart
For he knew was the game of games
He would need all the reverend's

Anger, lust and
The seems hit hard
failure and each feature
Mapped out in the slippery
Greasy mr.d. a winning grin
And stood facing life
The paled as he saw the score
The felt pain as a knife

His troubles,
Revelations and
A wife, a child, a fight to
Turned by the hand of
And the gambler saw his stained
With the blood of his ties
And with the smile of mr.d.
In his mind he and dies

And these two great men from different
Faced each and shook of hands
The reverend "ah well next time"
And for heaven's land

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

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

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