Luyện nghe bài hát The Gambler

On a dark night in a hour
In a town built from neon and
Where las vegas seeks the
In an old broken casino
the gambler slapped his money down
Dirty dollars one or more
Placed his last bet on a game
Crossed his for the winning score

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

And the one smoothed his black hair
a comb slicked by brylcream and grease
Flipped the with a flippancy
Of a wily and slippery
his sharp suit shade of lilac
On a he made the cards sing
Gold studs and menthol
set in a skull ring

And the of the clergy
With a colour and of pale ivory
Silver grey at the
And a smile was stern and was kindly

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

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

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

And these two great men different worlds
Faced other and shook of hands
The reverend "ah well next time"
And departed for heaven's

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

And the flames leapt and the 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 from the cradle to tomb