Testo di 'Gamblin' Man' di Jean Beauvoir

Standing on the grounds of fitness
I cop a score of ninety
Talking, talking about intelligence
I think I'm high and mighty
You see, Friday I took a walk
Through the neighborhood
'Cause I got to thinking
That some fresh air might do me good
Oh, but I think that someone
Someone dances above me, yeh, yeh
Keeps me holding on, holding on, holding on

'Cause I'm a gambling man and I'm sittin'
Here tryin' my heart out
Yeh, yeh, yeh, well I'm a gambling man
And I do what I can
A gamblin' man and I'm sitting here
Tryin my heart out
Yeh, yeh, yeh, well I'm a gambling man
And I do what I can

I was having a talk with my sister
Tired, shortly after the party
I said: Sis a friend of yours is a friend of mine
Or might be, if you'd only help me get started
She told me: See you're a man with no regard
If I had my way I'd have you tied up in the yard
With Fifi and Cleopatra
And your obsession with those dirty jeans
Yeh, yeh, but they keep me
Holding on, holding on, holding on

'Cause I'm a gambling man and I'm sittin'
Here tryin my heart out
Yeh, yeh, yeh, well I'm a gambling man
And I do what I can
Gamblin man just sitting here
Tryin my heart out
Instead of taking care of business
I'm a gambling man and I do what I can, baby

See I don't need a witness
'Cause I'm not denying
Instead of taking care of business
My mind is out there flying
I'm livin' for the good times yeh, yeh
I'm just holding on, holding on, holding on

Gamblin' man and I'm sittin' here tryin' my heart out
Doing the best I can
Gamblin' man just sittin' here tryin' my heart out
Instead of taking care of business
Gambling man just sittin' here tryin' my heart out