Luyện nghe bài hát The Gambler

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

But the players at the
Two men of the phantom
Seemed to play with purpose
a reason and pure greed
And the felt his back freeze
And fear brushed his ageing
For he'd seen those men in his dreams
Here sat before him now

And the one smoothed back his hair
With a comb slicked by brylcream and
Flipped the cards with a
Of a wily and ease
With his sharp shade of lilac
On a shuffle he the cards sing
Gold and menthol cigarettes
Rubies set in a ring

And the other of the
With a and robe of pale ivory
grey at the temples
And a that was stern and was kindly

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

Anger, and gluttony
The gambler seems hit
Each failure and each
Mapped out in the slippery
Greasy mr.d. flashed a winning
And facing reverend life
The reverend as he saw the score
The felt pain as a knife

His troubles,
and regrets
A wife, a child, a fight to
by the hand of death
And the saw his hand stained
the blood of his family ties
And the yellow smile of mr.d.
In his mind he crumples and

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

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

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

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