Right...
c*nt
You've got to know when to hold up
Know when to fold up
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,
In my defence, I spent my entire childhood trying to ignore the sounds of Kenny & Dolly in the background at home, not to mention John Denver and the like.
It's most odd that I'm now in my thirties and finding country music increasingly appealing. Weird, huh?
You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em,
I came up with these lyrics for a song about Tony Bloom to the tune of the gambler
On a warm Sussex evening, on a train bound for Falmer,
I met up with the chairman, we were both to pissed to speak,
We took turns a-staring out the window at the Amex
that's as far as I got
@Black Dalek 's band wouldn't sing it either