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THE GAMBLING MAN (THE GUERILLA MAN; THE JOURNEYMAN) Sung by: Ollie Gilbert Recorded in spring 1963 Click here to listen to the original recording Wherever I meet with a deck of cards, I lay my money down. I lay my money down. I’ve gambled down in Washington; I’ve gambled down in Spain. I’m going back to Georgia To gamble my last game, To gamble my last game. I hadn’t been in Washington many more weeks than three ‘Til I feel in love with a pretty little girl, And she fell in love with me, And she fell in love with me. She took me in her parlor and cooled me with her fan. She whispered low in her mother’s ear, “I love the gambling man; I love the gambling man.” “Oh, Mother--dear Mother--you know I love you well, But the love I have for the gambling man No human tongue can tell. No human tongue can tell.” “Oh, daughter--oh daughter--what makes you treat me so? To leave your dear old mother, And with the gambler go, And with the gambler go.” “Mother, dear Mother, do the best you can. If you ever see me coming back again, I’ll be with the gambling man. I’ll be with the gambling man.” Also found in Randolph, Vol. IV, #835, “The Guerrilla Man”; Brown, Vol. III, #49, “The Journeyman.” |
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