The Card Cheat Lyrics

	作词 : Clash
	(strummer/jones)
	There's a solitary man crying, 'hold me.'
	It's only because he's a-lonely
	If the keeper of time runs slowly
	He won't be alive for long!
	If he only had time to tell of all of the things he planned
	With a card up his sleeve, what would he achieve?
	It means nothing!
	To the opium den and the barroom gin
	In the belmont chair playing violins
	The gambler's face cracks into a grin
	As he lays down the king of spades
	But the dealer just stares
	There's something wrong here, he thinks
	The gambler is seized and forced to his knees
	And shot dead
	He only wanted more time
	Away from the darkest door
	But his luck it gave in
	As the dawn light crept in
	And he lay on the floor
	From the hundred year war to the crimea
	With a lance and a musket and a roman spear
	To all of the men who have stood with no fear
	In the service of the king
	Before you met your fate be sure you
	Did not forsake your lover
	May not be around anymore

	zuo ci : Clash
	strummer jones
	There' s a solitary man crying, ' hold me.'
	It' s only because he' s alonely
	If the keeper of time runs slowly
	He won' t be alive for long!
	If he only had time to tell of all of the things he planned
	With a card up his sleeve, what would he achieve?
	It means nothing!
	To the opium den and the barroom gin
	In the belmont chair playing violins
	The gambler' s face cracks into a grin
	As he lays down the king of spades
	But the dealer just stares
	There' s something wrong here, he thinks
	The gambler is seized and forced to his knees
	And shot dead
	He only wanted more time
	Away from the darkest door
	But his luck it gave in
	As the dawn light crept in
	And he lay on the floor
	From the hundred year war to the crimea
	With a lance and a musket and a roman spear
	To all of the men who have stood with no fear
	In the service of the king
	Before you met your fate be sure you
	Did not forsake your lover
	May not be around anymore

	zuò cí : Clash
	strummer jones
	There' s a solitary man crying, ' hold me.'
	It' s only because he' s alonely
	If the keeper of time runs slowly
	He won' t be alive for long!
	If he only had time to tell of all of the things he planned
	With a card up his sleeve, what would he achieve?
	It means nothing!
	To the opium den and the barroom gin
	In the belmont chair playing violins
	The gambler' s face cracks into a grin
	As he lays down the king of spades
	But the dealer just stares
	There' s something wrong here, he thinks
	The gambler is seized and forced to his knees
	And shot dead
	He only wanted more time
	Away from the darkest door
	But his luck it gave in
	As the dawn light crept in
	And he lay on the floor
	From the hundred year war to the crimea
	With a lance and a musket and a roman spear
	To all of the men who have stood with no fear
	In the service of the king
	Before you met your fate be sure you
	Did not forsake your lover
	May not be around anymore

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