Now every gambler knows the secret to survivin'

Is knowin' what to throw away

And knowin' 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"

So when he finished speakin'

He turned back for the window

Crushed out his cigarette

And faded off to sleep then somewhere in the darkness

The gambler he broke even,

but in his final words

I found an ace that I could keep