I gotta tell ya about the blues
I gotta tell ya just how I lose
Ain't got no money

But I'll straighten up my head at the Cosmo now

Gambler, gambler

Chicken in the first degree
Gambler, gambler
Chicken in the first degree

I never been a gambler
So please don't messin' me


Hey, jury, jury
I tell you story, true
Ah, listen, jury, jury

Tell you story true
The jury found me guilty
Don't know what to do


I was playing in Boston
Say, up in old St. Lou

Surrounded by the FBI
For something I didn't do
Now my baby left me

Left me all alone
Judge said, "Son, you ain't going home"


Gambler, gambler
Chicken in the first degree
Well, I've never been a gambler

So please don't messin' me
Oh, no, no, no


Oh, gambler, gambler
Chicken in the first degree
Gambler, gambler

Chicken in the first degree
Well, I've never been a gambler
So please don't messin' me