Joe's Cafe, 24/7 pit stop for ESL learners and teachers | November 2008

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Stock Market Advice

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rBCxcEkkXFo

The Gambler by Kenny Rogers

On a warm summer’s evenin’ on a train bound for nowhere,
I met up with a gambler; we were both too tired to sleep.
So we took turns a starin’ out the window at the darkness
‘Til boredom overtook us, and he began to speak.

He said, “Son, I’ve made my life out of readin’ people’s faces,
And knowin’ what their cards were by the way they held their eyes.
So if you don’t mind my sayin’, I can see you’re out of aces.
For a taste of your whiskey I’ll give you some advice.”

So I handed him my bottle and he drank down my last swallow.
Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a light.
And the night got deathly quiet, and his face lost all expression.
He said, “If you’re gonna play the game, boy, ya gotta learn to play it right.

You got to know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em,
Know when to walk away and know when to run.
You never count your money when you’re sittin’ at the table.
There’ll be time enough for countin’ when the dealin’s done.

Now ev’ry gambler knows the secret to survivin’
Is knowin’ what to throw away and knowing what to keep.
‘Cause ev’ry hand’s a winner and ev’ry hand’s a loser,
And the best you can hope for is to die in your sleep.”

So when he’d finished speakin’, he turned back towards the window,
Crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep.
And somewhere in the darkness the gambler, he broke even.
But in his final words I found an ace that I could keep.

You got to know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em,
Know when to walk away, know when to run.
You never count your money when you’re sittin’ at the table.
There’ll be time enough for countin’ when the dealin’s done.

These lyrics and performance are the property of the respective authors, artists and labels, and are provided here for educational purposes only.

Joe | Saturday, November 29th, 2008 | Filed under Listening

VERA says:
13th December 2008 at 1:56 am

Thank you very much. THIS SONG smart, great ARTIST. I regret that I do not say good and I understand BAD ANGLIYSSKY.

Michael says:
23rd December 2008 at 6:16 pm

Really. Great song and wisely context. I enjoyed it.

AIR says:
27th December 2008 at 3:49 am

Oh! it’s a very interesting song. I listened to it about 5 times. I enjoyed it very well & I love it’s music and the words.

rocio says:
25th January 2009 at 2:36 am

thank you.I listened and enjoyed this song

Amila says:
31st January 2009 at 9:08 am

WoW ..this song is coool ..i download it… i enjoyed it too .. Cool … thx english club..!!

Hoang Anh says:
12th February 2009 at 4:16 am

this song is so nice, i love it

golnaz says:
13th February 2009 at 2:54 pm

hi ,that was fantastic
i really like to dowload it but there isnt any link for this
help me please

bye

MALAKSALAH says:
9th March 2009 at 10:14 am

thanks for song. I really enjoyed. it is simple to understand . I HOPE TO LISTEN TO BRYAN ADAM.

Gloria says:
20th March 2009 at 10:29 pm

This is the first time , I am looking at you web , it is very nice ,I wish you can explain some phrases and words written in the song as you did it with “near miss “,”cause” ..
I am kind of frustraded with my listening ,I took my TOEFL test and of course the low score was in that.So from now and on I am going to listen everything in radio, tv ,internet and so forth . Thanks I think you are a good help

Florma says:
8th April 2009 at 3:59 am

Ok. I begin today my listening in this page; the song is beautiful, the music is very nice, and I don´t know what´s the mean, yet. I am listening the song, only. I think that your page in very interesting for me. Many thanks.

Michael Lo says:
26th April 2009 at 5:47 pm

I Love this song!

Abdikarim Roble says:
3rd May 2009 at 4:06 pm

It good song, i like it my you sent me a one copy, freely for me,

thanks for your helping

Kamalakar D says:
29th May 2009 at 2:24 am

I started swinging and humming listening to the first time.

sk says:
2nd June 2009 at 2:44 pm

It is very clear, it can be understandable easily.I would like to download into my mini player, Could you please explain me how to make it.Thank you.

selma says:
11th June 2009 at 10:49 am

I found this song super educational,,,superrrr

florence says:
19th June 2009 at 10:46 pm

Wow….fantastic song! thanks you i listened to it many time and i sang it .i would like to download .please explain me to make it.

Tara Benwell says:
15th July 2009 at 2:26 pm

Here’s a nice list of some more songs currently available on YouTube with lyrics. Click on the YouTube button to hear the song and sing along with the lyrics.

http://mixtube.org/playlist.php?id=5545

Hasan says:
23rd July 2009 at 10:00 am

This is the 1st time for this site but really i enjoy this song.

sky says:
1st October 2009 at 7:52 pm

It was a wonderful song,but I understand it by reading through lyrics because by hearing was difficult for me.
thnks

LAASRI says:
9th October 2009 at 2:18 pm

Think you verry mauch Tara Benwell.
The list of songs is interesting.

Blue says:
13th October 2009 at 2:52 pm

It’s realy nice song.. thakns!!

shiree says:
6th November 2009 at 10:13 am

that poem wa

Stock Market Advice

On a warm summer’s evenin’ on a train bound for nowhere,
I met up with a gambler; we were both too tired to sleep.
So we took turns a starin’ out the window at the darkness
‘Til boredom overtook us, and he began to speak.

He said, “Son, I’ve made my life out of readin’ people’s faces,
And knowin’ what their cards were by the way they held their eyes.
So if you don’t mind my sayin’, I can see you’re out of aces.
For a taste of your whiskey I’ll give you some advice.”

So I handed him my bottle and he drank down my last swallow.
Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a light.
And the night got deathly quiet, and his face lost all expression.
He said, “If you’re gonna play the game, boy, ya gotta learn to play it right.

You got to know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em,
Know when to walk away and know when to run.
You never count your money when you’re sittin’ at the table.
There’ll be time enough for countin’ when the dealin’s done.

Now ev’ry gambler knows the secret to survivin’
Is knowin’ what to throw away and knowing what to keep.
‘Cause ev’ry hand’s a winner and ev’ry hand’s a loser,
And the best you can hope for is to die in your sleep.”

So when he’d finished speakin’, he turned back towards the window,
Crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep.
And somewhere in the darkness the gambler, he broke even.
But in his final words I found an ace that I could keep.

You got to know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em,
Know when to walk away, know when to run.
You never count your money when you’re sittin’ at the table.
There’ll be time enough for countin’ when the dealin’s done.

You got to know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em,
Know when to walk away, know when to run.
You never count your money when you’re sittin’ at the table.
There’ll be time enough for countin’ when the dealin’s done.

You got to know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em,
Know when to walk away, know when to run.
You never count your money when you’re sittin’ at the table.
There’ll be time enough for countin’ when the dealin’s done.

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Stock Market Advice

On a warm summer’s evenin’ on a train bound for nowhere, I met up with a gambler; we were both too tired to sleep. So we took turns a starin’ out the window at the darkness ‘Til boredom overtook us, and he began to speak.

He said, “Son, I’ve made my life out of readin’ people’s faces, And knowin’ what their cards were by the way they held their eyes. So if you don’t mind my sayin’, I can see you’re out of aces. For a taste of your whiskey I’ll give you some advice.”

So I handed him my bottle and he drank down my last swallow. Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a light. And the night got deathly quiet, and his face lost all expression. He said, “If you’re gonna play the game, boy, ya gotta learn to play it right.

You got to know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em, Know when to walk away and know when to run. You never count your money when you’re sittin’ at the table. There’ll be time enough for countin’ when the dealin’s done.

Now ev’ry gambler knows the secret to survivin’ Is knowin’ what to throw away and knowing what to keep. ‘Cause ev’ry hand’s a winner and ev’ry hand’s a loser, And the best you can hope for is to die in your sleep.”

So when he’d finished speakin’, he turned back towards the window, Crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep. And somewhere in the darkness the gambler, he broke even. But in his final words I found an ace that I could keep.

You got to know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em, Know when to walk away, know when to run. You never count your money when you’re sittin’ at the table. There’ll be time enough for countin’ when the dealin’s done.

You got to know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em, Know when to walk away, know when to run. You never count your money when you’re sittin’ at the table. There’ll be time enough for countin’ when the dealin’s done.

You got to know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em, Know when to walk away, know when to run. You never count your money when you’re sittin’ at the table. There’ll be time enough for countin’ when the dealin’s done.

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On a warm summer’s evenin’ on a train bound for nowhere,
I met up with a gambler; we were both too tired to sleep.
So we took turns a starin’ out the window at the darkness
‘Til boredom overtook us, and he began to speak.

He said, “Son, I’ve made my life out of readin’ people’s faces,
And knowin’ what their cards were by the way they held their eyes.
So if you don’t mind my sayin’, I can see you’re out of aces.
For a taste of your whiskey I’ll give you some advice.”

So I handed him my bottle and he drank down my last swallow.
Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a light.
And the night got deathly quiet, and his face lost all expression.
He said, “If you’re gonna play the game, boy, ya gotta learn to play it right.

You got to know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em,
Know when to walk away and know when to run.
You never count your money when you’re sittin’ at the table.
There’ll be time enough for countin’ when the dealin’s done.

Now ev’ry gambler knows the secret to survivin’
Is knowin’ what to throw away and knowing what to keep.
‘Cause ev’ry hand’s a winner and ev’ry hand’s a loser,
And the best you can hope for is to die in your sleep.”

So when he’d finished speakin’, he turned back towards the window,
Crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep.
And somewhere in the darkness the gambler, he broke even.
But in his final words I found an ace that I could keep.

You got to know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em,
Know when to walk away, know when to run.
You never count your money when you’re sittin’ at the table.
There’ll be time enough for countin’ when the dealin’s done.

You got to know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em,
Know when to walk away, know when to run.
You never count your money when you’re sittin’ at the table.
There’ll be time enough for countin’ when the dealin’s done.

You got to know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em,
Know when to walk away, know when to run.
You never count your money when you’re sittin’ at the table.
There’ll be time enough for countin’ when the dealin’s done.