Chords for Arly Karlsen - The Gambler (Music Video)

Tempo:
87.4 bpm
Chords used:

B

C

E

F

F#

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Arly Karlsen - The Gambler (Music Video) chords
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[B]
On a warm summer's evening, on [E] a train by from [B] nowhere, I met up with the gambler.
We were both too tired to [F#] sleep, [B] so we took turns to staring.
Out [E] a window out of [B] darkness, [E] did boredom [B] overtook us?
[F#] And he began to [B] speak.
He said, son, I made a life [E] out of reading [B] people's faces, and knowing what their cards
were, by the way they held [F#] their eyes.
[B] And if you don't mind me saying, I [E] can see you out [B] of aces [E] for a taste of [B] your whiskey,
[F#] I'll give you some [B] advice.
So I handed him my bottle, [E] and he drank down my [B] last bottle.
Then he bombed a cigarette and asked me for [F#] a life.
[B] Then the night got deathly quiet, [E] and his face lost [B] all expression.
[E] Said, if you're gonna play [B] the game, boy, [F#] you got to learn to play [B] it right.
You got to know when to hold them, [E] know [B] when to fold them, [E] know [B] when to walk away, know
[F#] when to run.
You [B] never count your money [E] when you're sitting [B] at the table.
There'll be [E] time [B] enough for counting [F#] when the [B] dealing's done.
[C] Every gambler knows [F] that secret [C] to surviving is knowing what to throw away and knowing
[G] what to pick.
[C] Because every hand's a winner [F] and every [C] hand's a loser, and the best that you can hope for
[G] is to die [C] in your sleep.
And when he finished speaking, [F] he turned back [C] towards the window, crushed out his cigarette,
and faded [G] off to sleep.
[C] And somewhere in the darkness, [F] the gambler, [C] he broke even.
[F] But in his [C] final words, I [G] found an ace [C] that I could keep.
You got to know when to hold them, [F] know [C] when to fold them, [F] know [C] when to walk away, know
[G] when to run.
[C] You never count your money [F] when you're sitting [C] at the table.
There'll be time [F] enough for [C] counting [G] when [C] the dealing's done.
You got to know when to hold them, know when to fold [G#] them, know when to walk away, [G] know
when to run.
[C] You never [F] count your [C] money when [F] you're sitting [C] at the table.
There'll be time [C] enough for counting [G]
[C] when the dealing's done.
Key:  
B
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C
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E
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F
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F#
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B
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C
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E
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To learn Arly Karlsen - The Gambler chords, these are the chords to practise in sequence: F#, B, E, B, G, C, F and C. Set your pace at 43 BPM initially and then sync up with the song's BPM of 87. Set the capo considering your vocal range and favored chords, aligned with the key: B Major.

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[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ On a warm summer's evening, on [E] a train by from [B] nowhere, I met up with the gambler.
We were both too tired to [F#] sleep, [B] so we took turns to staring.
Out [E] a window out of [B] darkness, [E] did boredom [B] overtook us?
[F#] And he began to [B] speak.
He said, son, I made a life [E] out of reading [B] people's faces, and knowing what their cards
were, by the way they held [F#] their eyes.
[B] And if you don't mind me saying, I [E] can see you out [B] of aces [E] for a taste of [B] your whiskey,
[F#] I'll give you some [B] advice. _ _
_ _ So I handed him my bottle, [E] and he drank down my [B] last bottle.
_ Then he bombed a cigarette and asked me for [F#] a life.
[B] Then the night got deathly quiet, [E] and his face lost [B] all expression.
[E] Said, if you're gonna play [B] the game, boy, [F#] you got to learn to play [B] it right.
You got to know when to hold them, [E] know [B] when to fold them, [E] know [B] when to walk away, know
[F#] when to run.
You [B] never count your money [E] when you're sitting [B] at the table.
There'll be [E] time [B] enough for counting [F#] when the [B] dealing's done. _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] Every gambler knows [F] that secret [C] to surviving is knowing what to throw away and knowing
[G] what to pick.
[C] Because every hand's a winner [F] and every [C] hand's a loser, and the best that you can hope for
[G] is to die [C] in your sleep.
And when he finished speaking, [F] he turned back [C] towards the window, crushed out his cigarette,
and faded [G] off to sleep.
[C] And somewhere in the darkness, [F] the gambler, [C] he broke even.
[F] But in his [C] final words, I [G] found an ace [C] that I could keep.
You got to know when to hold them, [F] know [C] when to fold them, [F] know [C] when to walk away, know
[G] when to run.
[C] You never count your money [F] when you're sitting [C] at the table.
There'll be time [F] enough for [C] counting [G] when [C] the dealing's done.
You got to know when to hold them, _ know when to fold [G#] them, know when to walk away, [G] know
when to run.
[C] You never [F] count your [C] money when [F] you're sitting [C] at the table.
There'll be time [C] enough for counting _ [G]
[C] when the dealing's done. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

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