Coward of the County | Gambler Kenny Rogers 🎵

Lyrics 🎼 You never count your money when you’re sittin’ at the table 💱
There’ll be time enough for countin’ when the deal’s done 🏦

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“Coward of the County” is a country song written by Roger Bowling and Billy Ed Wheeler, and recorded by American country music singer Kenny Rogers. It was released as the second single from the Triple Platinum album Kenny in late 1979.

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“Lucille” is a song written by Roger Bowling and Hal Bynum, and recorded by American country music artist Kenny Rogers. It was released in January 1977 as the second and final single from the album Kenny Rogers. The song is about a man in a bar who meets a woman who has left her husband.

Producer: Larry Butler Composer Lyricist: Roger Bowling Composer Lyricist: Hal Bynum

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Lucille Lyrics

[Verse 1]
In a bar in Toledo, across from the depot
On a bar stool, she took off her ring
I thought I’d get closer, so I walked on over
I sat down and asked her her name
When the drinks finally hit her, she said “I’m no quitter
But I finally quit living on dreams
I’m hungry for laughter and here ever after
I’m after whatever the other life brings”

[Verse 2]
In the mirror I saw him, and I closely watched him
I thought how he looked out of place
He came to the woman, who sat there beside me
He had a strange look on his face
The big hands were calloused, he looked like a mountain
For a minute I thought I was dead
But he started shaking his big heart was breaking
He turned to the woman and said
[Chorus]
“You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille
With four hungry children and a crop in the field
I’ve had some bad times, lived through some sad times
But this time your hurting won’t heal
You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille”

[Verse 3]
After he left us I ordered more whiskey
I thought how she’d made him look small
From the lights of the bar room to a rented hotel room
We walked without talking at all
She was a beauty, but when she came to me
She must have thought I’d lost my mind
I couldn’t hold her, ’cause the words that he told her
Kept coming back time after time

[Chorus]
You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille
With four hungry children and a crop in the field
I’ve had some bad times, lived through some sad times
But this time your hurting won’t heal
You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille

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The Gambler Lyrics

[Verse 1]
On a warm summer’s evenin’ 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
‘Til boredom overtook us and he began to speak

[Verse 2]
He said, “Son, I’ve made a life out of readin’ people’s faces
And knowin’ what their 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”

[Verse 3]
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”

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 4]
Every gambler knows that the secret to survivin’
Is knowin’ what to throw away and knowing 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

[Verse 5]
And when he finished speakin’
He turned back towards the window
Crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep
And somewhere in the darkness the gambler, he broke even
But in his final words I found an ace that I could keep

[Chorus]
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

[Outro]
You 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

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