Chapman-Whitney
I want twelve policemen in my funeral march
Pair o' dice in, in my shoes
And the judge who jailed me fourteen times
Let a deck o' cards, a deck o' cards, a deck o' cards
Mmm, let a deck o' cards be his dues.
Mmm ...
I been a gambler all my life
Where I go, this is what I crave
You send me poker players to the graveyard
Gonna dig it, gonna dig it, gonna dig it, dig it
Gonna dig it with the ace o' spades, babe.
Well, well, well.