Favorite GAMBLING SONGS?

[Kiss1]

Words by Warren Haynes
Music by Warren Haynes and Johnny Neal
(c) 1990 Music Corporation of America, Inc.,
Buzzard Rock Music and Song Pantry Music, Inc.

Allman Brothers

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Gambler's Roll
The dealer sits alone in the dark
Cigarette shines on his very last card
Everything he had... watched it come and go
On a gambler's roll

Cold wind blows a young girl's world apart
She bet it all she bet it all on the jack of hearts
Gained her freedom but lost her soul
On a gambler's roll On a gambler's roll

You know the gambler he rides... rides on a fools train
Ah tradin' silver for gold
Oh but his luck will change... time takes it's toll
On a gambler's roll

The dealer knows... it's just about his last game
Not even she knows all the sorrow and pain
As the forty-five deals the fatal blow
On a gamblers roll...on a gamblers roll

You know the gambler he rides... rides on a fools train
Tradin' silver for gold
Ah but his luck will change... time takes it's toll
On a gambler's roll... on a gambler's roll
On a gambler's roll... on a gamblers roll
On a gamblers... gambler's roll

 

[Journeyman]

WHEEL IN THE SKY


Winter is here again oh lord,
Haven’t been home in a year or more
I hope she holds on a little longer

Sent a letter on a long summer day
Made of silver, not of clay
I’ve been runnin’ down this dusty road

Wheel in the sky keeps on turnin’
I don’t know where I’ll be tomorrow
Wheel in the sky keeps on turnin’

I’ve been trying to make it home
Got to make it before too long
I can’t take this very much longer
I’m stranded in the sleet and rain
Don’t think I’m ever gonna make it home again
The mornin’ sun is risin’
It’s kissing the day

(chorus)

Wheel in the sky keeps on turnin’
I don’t know where I’ll be tomorrow
Wheel in the sky keeps on turnin’

 

[THE SHRINK]

Abba Baby!!!

ABBA....arty:

"The Winner Takes It All"

I don't wanna talk
About the things we've gone through
Though it's hurting me
Now it's history
I've played all my cards
And that's what you've done too
Nothing more to say
No more ace to play

The winner takes it all
The loser standing small
Beside the victory
That's her destiny

I was in your arms
Thinking I belonged there
I figured it made sense
Building me a fence
Building me a home
Thinking I'd be strong there
But I was a fool
Playing by the rules

The gods may throw a dice
Their minds as cold as ice
And someone way down here
Loses someone dear
The winner takes it all
The loser has to fall
It's simple and it's plain
Why should I complain.

But tell me does she kiss
Like I used to kiss you?
Does it feel the same
When she calls your name?
Somewhere deep inside
You must know I miss you
But what can I say
Rules must be obeyed

The judges will decide
The likes of me abide
Spectators of the show
Always staying low
The game is on again
A lover or a friend
A big thing or a small
The winner takes it all

I don't wanna talk
If it makes you feel sad
And I understand
You've come to shake my hand
I apologize
If it makes you feel bad
Seeing me so tense
No self-confidence
But you see
The winner takes it all
The winner takes it all...

 

[booze]

Bad Luck by Social Distortion

another favorite, especially after hitting the skids....

Some people like to gamble,
But you, you always lose.
Some people like to rock 'n' roll,
you're always singin' the blues
You gotta nasty disposition,
No one really knows the reason why,
You gotta bad, bad reputation,
Gonna hang your head down and cry...
[Chorus:]
You got bad, bad luck
Bad, bad luck
You got bad, bad luck
Bad, bad luck
Thirteen's my lucky number,
To you it means stay inside.
Black cat done crossed my path,
No reason to run and hide.
You're looking through a cracked mirror,
No one really knows the reason why.
Your enemies are gettin' nearer,
Gonna hang down your head and cry...
[Chorus:]
You got bad, bad luck
Bad, bad luck
You got bad, bad luck
Bad, bad luck
Some people go to church on Sundays,
others they pray at home.
You tell them that there ain't no God,
that they're better off standin' alone.
You're always scratchin' at the eight ball,
No one really knows the reason why.
You get to the top and then you fall,
Gonna hang down your head and cry.

 

[dav168]

not the greatest,but I'll throw this one out there.......
I Feel Lucky- by Mary Chapin Carpenter.. yes,I used to listen to country,still like MCC,and liked the song at one time !

Well I woke up this morning, stumbled out of my rack
I opened up the paper to the page in the back
It only took a minute for my finger to find
My daily dose of destiny under my sign
My eyes just about popped out of my head
It said the stars are stacked against you, girl
Get back in bed
I feel lucky, I feel lucky
No Professor Doom's gonna stand in my way
Mmmm I feel lucky today
Well I strolled down to the corner, gave my numbers to the clerk
The pot's 11 million so I called in sick to work
I bought a pack of Camels, a burrito, and a Barq's
Crossed against the light, made a beeline for the park
The sky began to thunder, the wind began to moan
I heard a voice above me saying, Girl you'd better get back home
But I feel lucky, I feel lucky
No tropical depression's gonna steal my sun away
Mmmm I feel lucky today
Well, 11 million later I was sitting at the bar
I'd bought the house a double and the waitress a new car
Dwight Yoakam's in the corner trying to catch my eye
[*]
Lyle Lovett's right beside me with his hand upon my thigh [**]
The moral of the story is simple but it's true
Hey the stars might lie, but the numbers never do
I feel lucky, I feel lucky, yeah
Hey Dwight, hey Lyle, boys, you don't have to fight [***]
Hot dog, I feel lucky tonight
I feel lucky, I feel lucky
Think I'll flip a coin, I'm a winner either way
Mmmm I feel lucky today

 

[SALTHEITAL]

The Doors


FIVE TO ONE

 

[VaultedTreehouse]

"Do Me"by Bel Biv Devoe

Somehow gambling related I'm sure.

 

[zmac]

Ludacris - Put your money where your mouth is feat. DMX

 

[Col.Forbin]

another one for the Deadheads. Jerry Band tune but the Dead played it quite a bit too


Deal

Since it cost a lot to win
And even more to lose
You and me bound to spend some time
Wondering what to choose

Goes to show, you don't ever know
Watch each card you play and play it slow
Wait until that deal come round
Don't you let that deal go down, no, no

I've been gambling here abouts
For ten good solid years
If I told you all that went down
It would burn off both your ears


Since you poured the wine for me
And tightened up my shoes
I hate to leave you sitting there
Composing lonesome blues


Wait until that deal come round
Don't you let that deal go down

​

 

[volhound]

another one for the Deadheads. Jerry Band tune but the Dead played it quite a bit too


Deal

Since it cost a lot to win

And even more to lose
You and me bound to spend some time
Wondering what to choose

Goes to show, you don't ever know
Watch each card you play and play it slow
Wait until that deal come round
Don't you let that deal go down, no, no

I've been gambling here abouts
For ten good solid years
If I told you all that went down
It would burn off both your ears


Since you poured the wine for me
And tightened up my shoes
I hate to leave you sitting there
Composing lonesome blues


Wait until that deal come round
Don't you let that deal go down


​

great song as well,I wish would have thunk of it. I went up this morning and put on my only tie-dye shirt after reading this thread

 

[KeithRichard]

One of my faves: "Tumblin' Dice" by the Stones:

Women think I'm tasty, but they're always tryin' to waste me
And make me burn the candle right down,
But baby, baby, I don't need no jewels in my crown.
'Cause all you women is low down gamblers,
Cheatin' like I don't know how,
But baby, baby, there's fever in the funk house now.
This low down bitchin' got my poor feet a itchin',
You know you know the duece is still wild.
Baby, I can't stay, you got to roll me
And call me the tumblin' dice.
Always in a hurry, I never stop to worry,
Don't you see the time flashin' by.
Honey, got no money, I'm all sixes and sevens and nines.
Say now, baby, I'm the rank outsider,
You can be my partner in crime. But baby, I can't stay,
You got to roll me and call me the tumblin',
Roll me and call me the tumblin' dice.
Oh, my, my, my, I'm the lone crap shooter,
Playin' the field ev'ry night. Baby, can't stay,
You got to roll me and call me the tumblin' (dice),
Roll me and call me the tumblin' (Got to roll me.) dice.Got to roll me. Got to roll me.

Well,thanks man!

 

[FairWarning]

Great song Booze.


Mine is Def Leppard - Saturday Night (High n' Dry).

 

[jamesbong]

Not my favorite, but I always liked Bob Segers "Still the Same". Although not about gambling, back in the day I used to put on BTO's "Let it Ride" the last few minutes of my daily commute to the track. After a really bad day, I usually put on Beck's "Loser" and hit the repeat button, and whenever I emerge from an extended slump I will throw on ACDC's "Back in Black".

You always won, everytime you placed a bet
You're still damn good, no one's gotten to you yet
Everytime they were sure they had you caught
You were quicker than they thought
You'd just turn your back and walk
You always said, the cards would never do you wrong
The trick you said was never piay the game too long
A gambler's share, the only risk that you would take
The only loss you could forsake
The only bluff you couldn't fake

And you're still the same
I caught up with you yesterday
Moving game to game
No one standing in your way
Turning on the charm
Long enough to get you by
You're still the same
You still aim high

There you stood, everybody watched you play
I just turned and walked away
I had nothing left to say

'Cause you're still the same
You're still the same
Moving game to game
Some thlngs never change
You're still the same

 

[jamesbong]

​

Until I just found out, I always would have said The Animals "House of the Rising Sun" was my favorite gambling song, but I just learned the "house" they are singing about is brothel and not a casino. Because early in the song they say "my father was gambling a man", I always assumed they were talking about a road gambler that spent alot of times in casinos, but apparently I was mistaken. Either way, I can still identify with it.



There is a house in New Orleans, they call the "Rising Sun",
and it's been the ruin of many a poor boy,
and God, I know, I'm one.

My mother was a tailor, she sewed my new blue jeans,
my father was a gambling man,
down in New Orleans.

Now the only thing a gambler needs,
is a suitcase and chum
and the only time, he'll be satisfied, is when
he's on a drum.

Oh mother, tell your children,
Not to do what I have done
Spend your lives in sin and misery,
In the "House of the Rising Sun"

Well, now one foot on the platform,
The other foot on the train,
I'm going back to New Orleans,
To wear that ball and chain. Well, there is a house in New Orleans,
They call the "Rising Sun",
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy,
And God, I know, I'm one.

 

[SteveMcGarrett]

Whenever I Headed into Vegas would bring a tape of this song to crank on the tape player in the rent a car...

Molly Hatchet-Beatin the Odds

Well she grabbed me and asked me,
If i had a name,
She told me she was interested to see,
If i could play the game,
She said her name was victory,
She didn't want to know the rules,
That's just the way i wanted to play,
In a game designed for fools.


Chorus:
We were beatin' the odds, we were beatin' the odds,
We were beatin' the odds again,
We were gambling with our souls,
We were playing to win,
We were beatin' the odds again.

Well i rolled the dice feelin' cold as ice,
And victory drew the cards,
We knew that loosin' when the stakes were high,
Could really hit us hard,
I strapped into the drivers seat,
With miss victory by my side,
She knew at a glance she was takin' a chance,
By coming along for the ride.


Chorus:
We were beatin' the odds, we were beatin' the odds....


Time and space stood still that day,
With victory's soul and mine,
We were running a race between heaven and hell,
And we could not find the finish line,
And when it was all over we won it in the end,
We were splittin' the prize when she opened her eyes,
And said baby let's try it again.

 

[Holysmoke+]

mine is Ace of Spades by Motorhead,

it has a line in it that says "gambling is for fools, but thats the way I like it baby I don't wanna live forever"

 

[TheGeneral+]

I guess I would say Kenny Rogers, The Gambler.

 

[stomie]

Loser by Beck

In the time of chimpanzees
I was a monkey
Butane in my veins
So I'm out to cut the junkie
With the plastic eyeballs,
Spray-paint the vegetables
Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
Kill the headlights
And put it in neutral
Stock car flaming' with a loser
And the cruise control
Baby's in Reno with the vitamin D
Got a couple of couches,
Sleep on the love seat
Someone keeps saying'
I'm insane to complain
About a shotgun wedding
And a stain on my shirt
Don't believe everything that you breathe
You get a parking violation
And a maggot on your sleeve
So shave your face
With some mace in the dark
Saving' all your food stamps
And burning' down the trailer park

(Yo. Cut it.)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

(Double-barrel buckshot)

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

Forces of evil in a bozo nightmare
Banned all the music with a phony gas chamber
'Cuz one's got a weasel
And the other's got a flag
One's on the pole, shove the other in a bag
With the rerun shows
And the cocaine nose-job
The daytime crap of the folksinger slop
He hung himself with a guitar string
Slap the turkey-neck
And it's hanging' from a pigeon wing
You can't write if you can't relate
Trade the cash for the beef
For the body for the hate
And my time is a piece of wax
Falling' on a termite
Who's choking' on the splinters
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(Get crazy with the cheeze whiz)
Soy un perdedor*
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(Drive-by body-pierce)
(Yo, bring it on down)
Soooooooyy....
[Chorus backwards]
(I'm a driver; I'm the winner;
Things are gonna change
I can feel it)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(I can't believe you)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
[Repeat]
(Sprechen sie Deutsch, baby?)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

 

[wilheim]

Jamesbong - I know the Animals' version of The House of the Rising Sun was a big hit but check out Bob Dylan's rendition which IMO is much more soulful. Dylan stuck with the original lyrics:

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun.
It's been the ruin of many a poor girl,
and me, O God, for one.

If I had listened what Mamma said,
I'd 'a' been at home today.
Being so young and foolish, poor boy,
let a rambler lead me astray.

Go tell my baby sister
never do like I have done
to shun that house in New Orleans
they call the Rising Sun.

My mother she's a tailor;
she sold those new blue jeans.
My sweetheart, he's a drunkard, Lord, Lord,
drinks down in New Orleans.

The only thing a drunkard needs
is a suitcase and a trunk.
The only time he's satisfied
is when he's on a drunk.

Fills his glasses to the brim,
passes them around
only pleasure he gets out of life
is hoboin' from town to town.

One foot is on the platform
and the other one on the train.
I'm going back to New Orleans
to wear that ball and chain.

Going back to New Orleans,
my race is almost run.
Going back to spend the rest of my days
beneath that Rising Sun.

​

Burden changed "It's been the ruin of many a poor girl" to a "poor boy" which seemed prudent at the time (mid 60's).
Did the House of the Rising Sun ever really exist? A guidebook called Offbeat New Orleans asserts that the real House of the Rising Sun was at 826-830 St. Louis St. between 1862 and 1874 and was purportedly named for its madam, Marianne LeSoleil Levant, whose surname translates to "The Rising Sun."

The song was first recorded in the 1920s by black bluesman Texas Alexander and later covered by Leadbelly, Charlie Byrd, Roy Acuff, Woody Guthrie, the Weavers, Peter, Paul & Mary, Henry Mancini, Dolly Parton, David Allan Coe, John Fahey, Waylon Jennings, Tim Hardin, Buster Poindexter, Marianne Faithful, Tracy Chapman and Bob Dylan . . . just to name a few.


wil.

 

[jamesbong]

Jamesbong - I know the Animals' version of The House of the Rising Sun was a big hit but check out Bob Dylan's rendition which IMO is much more soulful.

I came across such when I was searching for the lyrics but I was so dejected to learn the song was not about gambling that I didn't get to much into it. Many a times I have departed from a casino to find the sun rising, so it only made sense to me that the song was about gambling. But thanks for the tidbit.