Your daddy was a gambling man my mother said to me

He left me when you were a child but he was all this world to me

I know your daddy loved me too from tattoo on his arms

Was a heart of love that bored my name and was his good luck charm

I didn't heed my mother's words to leave the cards alone

I took to gambling just like dad and left my mother's home

One night the gang was gathered round we delt the hand of draw

An old man sat across from me and this is what I saw

From out his sleeve he pulled the card and I pulled out my gun

I shot him dead not knowing then what evil I had done

He fell across the table his hands reached out in vain

His sleeve slipped back and upon his arm I could see so plain

I gazed down at his lifeless arm and I hung my head in shame

For upon his arm was tattooed heart and I saw my mother's name