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I knew when you walked in the room

That something was different about your stride

Oh a gambling man you always were

But those ole snake eyes they won

Bets are off

Can you deal with

Your hands

That I once held in mine

Now I don’t wanna touch them

For fear I’ll bleed

In this sport there’s a crook and a thief

And you’ve become both

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How’d they do what they done to you

The pride that you stole

The man made less whole

And you were the one who

Was cryin

Well I followed you out on the deck

At least if you felt just a little sick

But a one eyed jack easily winks

Oh, and your poor little me card

Will never bring you back

From where you have buried your soul

And I’m not gonna find it

It’s deep in red

You have tried to pretend you’re the same

But I’ve called your bluff

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How’d they do what they done to you

The pride that you stole

The man made less whole

And you were the one who

Was cryin

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How’d they do what they done to you

The shame that he felt

Was a notch on your belt

And you were the one you

Was cryin

Cryin

Crownless

Sits a king with his head

Upon his very own lap it rests

Shuffling till his knees hit the floor

Oh God there must be

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How’d they do what they done to you

The pride that you stole

The man made less whole

And you were the one who was cryin

For more

How’d they do what they done to you

The shame that he felt

Was a notch on your belt

And you were the one who was cryin

Well oh don’t you cry

The game must go on

You can never fold

And you’ll be one who’s left

Cryin