Luyện nghe bài hát The Gambler

On a dark 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 down
Dirty one hundred or more
his last bet on a poker game
Crossed his heart for the score

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

And the one smoothed back his black
With a slicked by brylcream and grease
Flipped the cards with a
Of a and slippery ease
his sharp suit shade of lilac
On a shuffle he made the cards
Gold and menthol cigarettes
Rubies set in a skull

And the other of the
With a colour and robe of ivory
Silver grey at the
And a that was stern and was kindly

Jack of hearts lead, for aces
Became of family and friends
Until the deck him a picture
Of his life beginning to end
life he flipped an ace
And the felt blood in his heart
For he knew this was the of games
He would need all the heart

Anger, lust and
The gambler hit hard
Each and each feature
Mapped out in the slippery
Greasy mr.d. flashed a grin
And stood facing life
The reverend paled as he saw the
The gambler felt pain as a

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

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

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

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