Roving Gambler

I am a roving gambler gambled all around

Whenever I meet with a deck of cards

I lay my money down

Lay my money down, lay my money down

I had not been in Frisco many more weeks than three

I met up with a pretty little gal

She fell in love with me

Fell in love with me, fell in love with me

She took me in her parlor, cooled me with her fan

Whispered low in her mother’s ear

I love this gambling man

Love this gambling man, love this gambling man

Oh daughter oh dear daughter how can you treat me so

Leave your dear old mother

And with a gambler go

With a gambler go, with a gambler go

My mother oh my mother you can not understand

If you ever see me a coming back

I’ll be with a gambling man

With a gambling man, with a gambling man

I left her there in Frisco and I wound up in Maine

I met up with a gambling man

Got in a poker game

Got in a poker game, got in a poker game

We put our money in the pot and dealt the cards around

I saw him deal from the bottom of the deck

And I shot that gambler down

Shot the gambler down, shot the gambler down

Well, now I’m in the jailhouse got a number for my name

The Warden said as he locked the door

You’ve gambled your last game

Gambled your last game, gambled your last game