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The Card Cheat

There's a solitary man cryin', "Hold me"


It's only because he's a'lonely


And if the keeper of time runs slowly


He won't be alive for long!


 


If he only had time to tell of all of the things he planned


With a card up his sleeve, what would he achieve?


It means nothin'


 


To the opium dens and the barroom gin


In the Belmont chair playing violin


The gambler's face cracks into a grin


As he lays down the king of spades


 


But the dealer just stares


"There's something wrong here", he thinks


The gambler is seized and forced to his knees


And shot dead


 


He only wanted more time


Away from the darkest door


But his luck it gave in


As the dawn light crept in


And he lay on the floor


 


From the Hundred Year War to the Crimea


With a lance and a musket and a Roman spear


To all of the men who have stood with no fear


In the service of the King


 


Before you met your fate be sure you


Did not forsake


Your lover


May not be around anymore