Gambler's Roll (Warren Haynes)
by The Allman Brothers Band
from Seven Turns
The dealer sits, alone in the dark.
Cigarette shinin, on his very last card.
Everything he had, watched it come and go,
On a gambler's roll.
Mmmmmm.
Cold wind blows, a young girl's world apart.
She bet it all, she bet it all, on the jack of hearts.
Gained her freedom, but lost her soul.
On a gambler's roll.
On a gambler's roll.
You know the gambler he rides,
Rides on a fool's train.
Ah, tradin silver for gold.
Oh, but his luck will change,
Time takes it's toll,
On a gambler's roll.
The dealer knows, it's just about his last game.
Not even she knows, all the sorrow and pain.
As the .45, deals the fatal blow,
On a gamblers roll.
On a gamblers roll.
You know the gambler he rides,
Rides on a fool's train.
Tradin silver for gold.
Ah, but his luck will change,
Time takes it's toll,
On a gambler's roll.
On a gambler's roll.
On a gambler's roll.
On a gambler's,
Gambler's roll.