Good Song: The Gambler by Kenny Rogers
Bad Lyrics: A Kenny Rogers classic that’s pretty contradictory.
On a warm summer’s evenin’ on a train bound for nowhere
No such thing, Kenny. Train’s gotta be goin’ somewhere. Otherwise: no tracks.
I met up with the gambler, we were both too tired to sleep
Maybe just close your eyes and see what happens? Trust me on this one, guys.
‘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
Pretty bleak viewpoint, Gambler.
And when he finished speakin’, he turned back towards the window
Crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep
Oh, not too tired anymore, huh?
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 know, counting your money at the table can be pretty helpful sometimes. For instance, when you’re about to lose it all.
About me
Music is the joy of joys, but sometimes, words can get in the way. Be it a weak metaphor, a forced rhyme, or just pure nonsense - lyrics can go wrong a hundred ways. It won't stop us from loving a song, but it might give us pause to say, "Wait... what?""And, as I say, 70% is how you look, 20% is how you sound, only 10% is what you say." -Eddie Izzard
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