Chapman-Whitney
Roll me a number, low and crapped out
The crowd around me are starting to shout
Demanding some blood a price for my head
I feel I'd be so better off dead.
(Dice man, understand) oh, I can't take a gamble with
(Christ man, understand) I can't ever repay
(Dice man, understand) oh, I can't take a gamble with
(Christ man, understand) I can't ever repay you.
For taking my beans, making honky-tonk queens
Swarm ‘round me like a cowsh** pie
Turning me loose, drinking Tennessee juice
I'm in your debt so cast your die.
Now roll me a seven or make it eleven
Give me a good look charm
Gimme a break, no eyes of a snake
A gypsy woman's magic charm, no.
(Dice man, understand) oh, I can't take a gamble with
(Christ man, understand) I can't ever repay
(Dice man, understand) oh, I can't take a gamble with
(Christ man, understand) I can't ever repay you.
For taking my beans, making honky-tonk queens
Swarm ‘round me like a cowsh** pie
Turning me loose, drinking Tennessee juice
I'm in your debt so cast your die.
(Dice man, understand)
(Christ man, understand) I can't ever repay
(Dice man, understand) I can't take a gamble with
(Christ man, understand) I can't ever repay
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Roll me a number, low and crapped out
The crowd around me are starting to shout
Demanding some blood a price for my head
I feel I'd be so better off dead.
Roll me a number, roll me them bones
Roll 'em away, the crowd and their groans
Roll me a winner, show me a sign
Roll me a good luck time.
(Dice man, understand) oh, I can't take a gamble with
(Christ man, understand) I can't ever repay
(Dice man, understand) oh, I can't take a gamble with
(Christ man, understand) I can't ever repay you.
For taking my beans, making honky-tonk queens
Swarm ‘round me like a cowsh** pie
Making me loose, drinking Tennessee juice
I'm in your debt so cast your die, ooh yeah.