Rambling Gambling Willie acordes

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Come around you rovin’ gamblers and a story I will tell
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About the greatest gambler, you all should know him well
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His name was Willie O’Conley and he gambled all his life
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He had twenty-seven children, yet he never had a wife
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And it’s ride, Willie, ride
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Roll, Willie, roll
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Wherever you’re a-gamblin’ now, no-obody knows

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Well, he gambled in the White House and in the railroad yards
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Wherever there was people, there was Willie and his cards
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He had the reputation as the gamblin’est man around
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Wives would keep their husbands home when Willie came to town
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And it’s ride, Willie, ride
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Roll, Willie, roll
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Wherever you’re a-gamblin’ now, nobody knows

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Sailin’ down the Mississippi to a town called New Orleans
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They’re still talkin’ about their card game on that Jackson Queen
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 “I’ve come to win some money,” Gamblin’ Willie says
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When the game finally ended up, the whole damn boat was his
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And it’s ride, Willie, ride
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Roll, Willie, roll
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Wherever you’re a-gamblin’ now, nobody knows

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Up in the Rocky Mountains in a town called Cripple Creek
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There was an all-night poker game, lasted about a week
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Nine hundred miners had laid their money down
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When Willie finally left the room, he owned the whole damn town
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And it’s ride, Willie, ride
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Roll, Willie, roll
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Wherever you’re a-gamblin’ now, nobody knows

 (harp)
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But Willie had a heart of gold and this I know is true
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He supported all his children and all their mothers too
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He wore no rings or fancy things, like other gamblers wore
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He spread his money far and wide, to help the sick and poor
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And it’s ride, Willie, ride
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Roll, Willie, roll
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Wherever you’re a-gamblin’ now, nobody knows

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When you played your cards with Willie, you never really knew
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Whether he was bluffin’ or whether he was true
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He won a fortune from a man who folded in his chair
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The man, he left a diamond flush, Willie didn’t even have a pair
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And it’s ride, Willie, ride
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Roll, Willie, roll
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Wherever you’re a-gamblin’ now, nobody knows

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It was late one evenin’ during a poker game
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A man lost all his money, he said Willie was to blame
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He shot poor Willie through the head, which was a tragic fate
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Willie’s cards fell on the floor, they were aces backed with eights
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And it’s ride, Willie, ride
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Roll, Willie, roll
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Wherever you’re a-gamblin’ now, nobody knows

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So all you ramblin’ gamblers, wherever you might be
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The moral of the story is very plain to see
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Make your money while you can, before you have to stop
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For when you pull that dead man’s hand, your gamblin’ days are up
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And it’s ride, Willie, ride (harp)
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Roll, Willie, roll (harp)
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Wherever you’re a-gamblin’ now, nobody knows

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