You got to look before you leap
There’s heartaches around every corner
Oh, it’s a heartache
Nothing but a heartache
Love him till your arms break
Then he lets you down
It’s a fools game
Standing in the cold rain
Feeling like a clown
It’s a heartache
Love him till your arms break
Then he lets you down
It’s a fools game
Standing in the cold rain…
I should have guessed that you’d stand me up
Why did I even go, now
And I guess it goes to show
The snow may well thaw out, but it
Goes right down the drain
You left me
You left me
You left me
You left me
You left me standing in the rain
The sun is shining
But it’s raining in my heart
No one understands the heartache
No one feels the pain
'Cos no one ever sees the tears
When you’re crying in the rain
When you’re crying in the rain
Crying in the rain
Then you said “so long”. left me standing all alone
Alone and crying, crying, crying crying
It’s hard to understand but the touch of your hand
Can start me crying
Some day when we meet up yonder
We’ll stroll hand in hand again
In a land that knows no parting
Blue eyes crying in the rain
Even if the rain falls down
And all the sky turns cold,
I will feel fine.
Thunder roared and lightning flashed,
But you and I were in a different time.
And we’re smiling, when we’re sleeping.
And we’re smiling, when we’re waking.
Even a black night,
with a hard rain,
With plans down a drain,
Even a black night,
is a good night now.
Fresh out of answers, I threw in my hand
Stood with my back to the wall
But thanks to your kindness that I understand
That it could have been no life at all
Keep your back to the wall
When you can’t play it straight
Watch out for the aces
The aces and the eights
was lookin’ like a winner n’ feeling like a sinner
And I just about had their dough
I caught a pair of aces on the very last hand
And I bet my whole bank-roll
But Sam he had a pair of deuces on the deck
And another deuce in the hole
And it’s -
Oh Lordy, don’t you see
This old Stud Poker be the ruin of me
You got to get ready to shed some blood
When the name of the game is Stud
Playing for the high one, dancing with the devil,
Going with the flow, it’s all a game to me,
Seven or Eleven, snake eyes watching you,
Double up or quit, double stake or split,
The Ace Of Spades
You know I’m born to lose, and gambling’s for fools,
But that’s the way I like it baby,
I don’t wanna live forever,
And don’t forget the joker!
Gambler, gambler
I’m a gambler, and I will take you by surprise
Gambler, I’ll aim this straight between your eyes
Gambler, yeah I know all the words to say
'Cause I’m a gambler, I only play the game my way, yeah
There’s a place in the world
For a gambler
There’s a burden that only
He can bear
Keep Thou my all, O Lord, Hide my life in Thine;
O let Thy sacred light O’er my pathway shine;
Kept by Thy tender care, Gladly, the cross-eyed bear
Hear Thou and grant my pray’r, Hide my life in Thine.
Must Jesus bear the cross alone,
and all the world go free?
No, there’s a cross for everyone,
and there’s a cross for me.
Everybody!
They ain’t makin’ Jews like Jesus anymore
They ain’t makin’ carpenters who know what nails are for
Well, the whole damn place was singin’
As I strolled right out the door
“Lord, they ain’t makin’ Jews like Jesus anymore!”
No, we ain’t makin’ Jews like Jesus anymore
We don’t turn the other cheek the way they done before
Well, the whole damn place was singin’
As I strolled right out the door
“Lord, they ain’t makin’ Jews like Jesus anymore!”
Sickness to insanity
Prayer to profanity
Days and weeks and months go by
Don’t feel the hunger
Too weak to cry
I hear the sound of gunfire at the prison gate
Are the liberators here?
Do I hope or do I fear?
For my father and my brother, it’s too late
But I must help my mother stand up straight
Are we the last ones left alive?
Are we the only human beings to survive?
Magnified, sanctified, be thy holy name
Vilified, crucified, in the human frame
A million candles burning for the help that never came
You want it darker
God moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform;
He plants his footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.
Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never-failing skill
He treasures up His bright designs,
And works His sovereign will.
Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take,
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.
Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust Him for His grace;
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.
These are the images I arrange
To fill in my report on you
Holiness, mystery, disturbing and strange
Obscuring the point of my view
Everyone seems to know just what you are
But I never seem to break through
Forgive me please if I can’t see that far
Life’s dulling the point of my view