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High Rollin' Gambler

from Wager by Malcolm Holcombe

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high rollin' gambler

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

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he wore ol spice aftershave for a fact
didnt like them crazy wide ties
took my mama out a dancin'
doe see doe on a saturday night
he could drive a bus thru a key hole
like purt n'er fallin' offa log
bostonian shoes and little dab'll do ya
a lil dabba do you fine

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but the morphine tubes and the needles
didnt help his misery
dem roosters cards and the money
musta danced inside his brain
daddy suffered long and he suffered hard
til he took his final breath
he talked to God and the preachers too
but the family always said what'd they say

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from Wager, released September 10, 2007

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Malcolm Holcombe Asheville, North Carolina

Malcolm Holcombe is an acclaimed singer/songwriter in the insurgent country/folk vein who grew up in Weaverville, N.C.

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