If a cheated man's a loser
And a cheater never wins
And if beggars can't be choosers
'Til they're weak and wealthy men
And the old keep gettin' older
And the young must do the same
And it's never gettin' better
Who's to bless, and who's to blame
And a cheater never wins
And if beggars can't be choosers
'Til they're weak and wealthy men
And the old keep gettin' older
And the young must do the same
And it's never gettin' better
Who's to bless, and who's to blame
All the cards are on the table
You done laid your money down
Don't complain about your chances, boy
It's the only game in town
And the meaning doesn't matter
Nor the way you play the game
To the winner or the loser
Who's to bless, and who's to blame
Keep your hands above the table
And your back against the wall
Toss your chips in with your chances, boy
Let 'em lay the way they fall
Cause the moral doesn't matter
Broken rules are all the same
To the broken or the breaker
Who's to bless, and who's to blame
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