The Gambler – Kenny Rogers

Introduction

Kenny Rogers’ iconic “The Gambler” isn’t just a country ballad; it’s a life lesson disguised as a poker tale. Written in 1976 by a 23-year-old Don Schlitz, the song’s origins are as humble as its narrator, a weathered gambler sharing wisdom on a nameless train. This chance encounter with a young soul down on his luck unfolds as a masterclass in navigating life’s unpredictable games.

More than just card strategies, “The Gambler” offers hard-won truths. The lyrics, rich with imagery of dusty trains and smoky card rooms, paint a picture of a life lived on the edge. Schlitz weaves metaphors of folding ’em when the hand’s weak and knowing when to run from bad odds, but the real treasure lies in the deeper wisdom.

The song reminds us that life’s currency isn’t just chips and wins, but experiences, choices, and the resilience to keep playing. It’s about recognizing the bluffs and reading the faces around us, but more importantly, about reading our own hand with clear eyes. The chorus, “You’ve gotta know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em, know when to walk away and know when to run,” transcends the poker table, becoming a mantra for navigating love, career, and the ever-shifting tides of fate.

“The Gambler” isn’t just a country staple; it’s a cultural touchstone. Its timeless wisdom has resonated across generations, from weary travelers to Wall Street hustlers. So, whether you’re facing a tough hand at the blackjack table or a crossroads in life, Kenny Rogers’ weathered gambler awaits, ready to deal you a wisdom worth more than any royal flush.

This introduction aims to provide a factual and engaging overview of “The Gambler” without inventing fictional details. It highlights the song’s origins, key themes, and lasting impact, making it a perfect hook for further exploration of this country music gem.

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Lyrics

On a warm summer’s evening
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
The boredom overtook us
And he began to speak

He said, “Son, I’ve made a life
Out of readin’ people’s faces
And knowin’ what the 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
Said, “If you’re gonna play the game, boy,
You 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 dealing’s done.

Every gambler knows
That the secret to survivin’
Is knowin’ what to throw away
And knowin’ what to keep.
‘Cause every hand’s a winner,
And every hand’s a loser,
And the best that you can hope for
Is to die in your sleep.”

And when he finished speakin’
He turned back toward the window
Crushed out his cigarette
And faded off to sleep
And somewhere in the darkness
The gambler he broke even
And 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
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 dealing’s done

You’ve got to know when to hold ’em
(When to hold ’em)
Know when to fold ’em
(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 dealing’s done

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 dealing’s done