I gotta tell ya about the blues

I gotta tell ya just how I lose

Ain't got no money

But I'll straighten up my head at the Cosmo now



Gambler, gambler

Chicken in the first degree

Gambler, gambler

Chicken in the first degree

I never been a gambler

So please don't messin' me



Hey, jury, jury

I tell you story, true

Ah, listen, jury, jury

Tell you story true

The jury found me guilty

Don't know what to do



I was playing in Boston

Say, up in old St. Lou

Surrounded by the FBI

For something I didn't do

Now my baby left me

Left me all alone

Judge said, "Son, you ain't going home"



Gambler, gambler

Chicken in the first degree

Well, I've never been a gambler

So please don't messin' me

Oh, no, no, no



Oh, gambler, gambler

Chicken in the first degree

Gambler, gambler

Chicken in the first degree

Well, I've never been a gambler

So please don't messin' me