Aces and Eights
Richie Kaye and the New Old-Timers
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This game of life poker is fatal For its deuces, its jokers and kings All puppets for playing like play-things Hanging down from the puppeteer-man's strings Though aces and eights maybe winning For the virtuous and high-minded man When Broke Nose Jack shot him in ambush Even Wild Bill held a dead man's hand I want to build an elevator straight up to heaven 'cause I'm living in the basement of life It's the penthouse for me No curbside delivery And take an angel for my eternal wife Yes, aces and eights may win you The castles built solely on sand But all in the end will chagrin you Wild Bill held a dead man's hand Through all the heartaches the gambler is prey to The tells we all fail to behoove All the flames and the shattering shakings: We've the truth the foresakings prove.
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