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High Rollin' Gambler

This song is by Malcolm Holcombe and appears on the EP Wager (2007).

Daddy was a high rollin' gambler
Raised fightin' cocks deep in the hills
He was a poker playin' hard drivin' man
Gave momma hundred dollar bills

He drove the bus durin' world war two
Didn't charge folks mosta the time
Thomas built buses and flexibles
They were painted red and white
He played poker with the boys on Sunday nights
In the back of a broken down bus
Smokin' lucky strikes with a zippo lighter
Shakin' hands with a royal flush

Daddy was a high rollin' gambler
Raised fightin' cocks deep in the hills
He was a poker playin' hard drivin' man
Gave momma hundred dollar bills

He wore ol spice aftershave for a fact
Didn't like them crazy wide ties
Took my mama out a dancin'
Doe see doe on a Saturday night
He could drive a bus through a key hole
Like purt n'er fallin' offa log
Bostonian shoes and little dab'll do ya
A lil dabba do you fine

Daddy was a high rollin' gambler
Raised fightin' cocks deep in the hills
He was a poker playin' hard drivin' man
Gave momma hundred dollar bills

But the morphine tubes and the needles
Didn't help his misery
Dem roosters cards and the money
Musta danced inside his brain
Daddy suffered long and he suffered hard
Till he took his final breath
He talked to God and the preachers too
But the family always said what'd they say

Daddy was a high rollin' gambler
Raised fightin' cocks deep in the hills
He was a poker playin' hard drivin' man
Gave momma hundred dollar bills

Daddy was a high rollin' gambler
Raised fightin' cocks deep in the hills
He was a poker playin' hard drivin' man
Gave momma hundred dollar bills

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