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On a warm summer's evening on a train bound for nowhere
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I met up with the gambler we were both too tired to sleep
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So we took turns a staring out the window at the darkness
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Till boredom overtook us and he began to speak
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He said Son I've made a life out of reading people's faces
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And knowing what their cards were by the way they held their eyes
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And if you don't mind my saying I can see you're out of aces
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