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The Country Album
Disc 1
01. The Gambler
02. Let Your Love Flow
03. Need You Now
04. 9 to 5
05. I Walk the Line
06. Bad Things
07. Achy Breaky Heart
08. Dance the Night Away
09. Take Me Home, Country Roads
10. Leaving on a Jet Plane
11. I Am a Man of Constant Sorrow
12. Wichita Lineman
13. Lay Lady Lay
14. A Little Bit More
15. Highwayman
16. You’re My Best Friend
17. When You Say Nothing at All
18. Crazy
19. Please Read the Letter
20. From a Distance
21. Ol'55
22. How Do I Live
23. We’ve Got Tonight
Disc 2
01. Islands in the Stream
02. Amazed
03. That Don’t Impress Me Much
04. Before the Cheats
05. I Hope You Dance
06. If I Die Young
07. High Time
08. The Devil Went Down to Georgia
09. Wagon Wheel
10. Play It Again
11. Copperhead Road
12. The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down
13. King of the Road
14. Ode to Billy Joe
15. I Recall a Gypsy Woman
16. Always on My Mind
17. Help Me Make It Through the Night
18. Rhinestone Cowboy
19. Stand by Your Man
20. Don’t It Make My Brown Eyes Blue
21. Coward of the County
22. Blanket on the Ground
On a warm summer's evening
On a train bound for nowhere
I met up with a gambler
We were both too tired to sleep
So we took turns a-staring
Out the window at the darkness
'Til boredom overtook us
And he began to speak

He said, "Son, I've made a life
Out of readin' people's faces
Knowing what the cards were
By the way they held their eyes
So if you don't mind my saying
I can see you're out of aces
For a taste of your whiskey
I'll give you some advice"

So I handed him my bottle
And he drank down my last swallow
Then he bummed a cigarette
And asked me for a light
And the night got deathly quiet
And his face lost all expression
Said, "If you're gonna play the game, boy
You gotta learn to play it right"

You got to know when to hold 'em
Know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away
And know when to run
You never count your money
When you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin'
When the dealing's done

Every gambler knows
That the secret to surviving
Is knowing what to throw away
Knowing what to keep
'Cause every hand's a winner
And every hand's a loser
And the best that you can hope for
Is to die in your sleep

And when he finished speaking
He turned back toward the window
Crushed out his cigarette
And faded off to sleep
And somewhere in the darkness
The gambler, he broke even
And in his final words
I found an ace that I could keep

You got to know when to hold 'em
Know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away
And know when to run
You never count your money
When you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin'
When the dealing's done

You got to know when to hold 'em (when to hold 'em)
Know when to fold 'em (when to fold 'em)
Know when to walk away
And know when to run
You never count your money
When you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin'
When the dealing's done

You got to know when to hold 'em
Know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away
And know when to run
You never count your money
When you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin'
When the dealing's done