Another ancient martingale To win the game A tale of wisdom and misfortune Miss fortune Gotta beat the house To build your home Never ending thirst for victory It's a dead man's hand From dusk till dawn It's a dead man's hand Chasing the game It's a dead man's hand Unable to resist Another round Promises and visions set you afire once again And you keep those cards close to your chest To hold your heart As the aces fall The sweat pours down your face Good old bitter taste of misery It's a dead man's hand As you get the blues Better learn to lose And accept defeat And there is nothing left from you But an attitude Never learn your a lesson When you cheat It's a dead man's hand When you bet the savings of your life It's a dead man's hand again When you bet the future of your child It's a dead man's hand again Don't you dare to fold I'm not backing out It's all aces and eights It's a dead man's hand again Don't you dare to fold The winner takes it all