Luyện nghe bài hát The Gambler

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

But the at the table
Two men of the phantom
Seemed to play sombre purpose
a reason and pure greed
And the gambler felt his freeze
And fear brushed his brow
For seen those men before in his dreams
they sat before him now

And the one smoothed back his black
With a comb by brylcream and grease
the cards with a flippancy
Of a and slippery ease
With his sharp suit shade of
On a shuffle he made the cards
Gold studs and cigarettes
set in a skull ring

And the of the clergy
With a colour and robe of ivory
grey at the temples
And a smile was stern and was kindly

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

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

His troubles,
and regrets
A wife, a child, a to trial
Turned by the of death
And the gambler saw his stained
With the blood of his family
And with the smile of mr.d.
In his mind he and dies

And two great men from different worlds
each other and shook of hands
The reverend shrugged "ah well time"
And departed for land

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

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