Dying Gambler

I'll tell you of the poor young man
 He gambled night and day
 He fell sick down on his death bed
 He tried but he could not breath
 His friends have left him on by one
 And he began to cry
 Said, "Boys, oh boys, don't leave me now
 For I believe I am going to die"
 Now tell me where's that gambler (where's the gambler?)
 I wonder where the poor man's gone
 Tell me where's the gambler (where's the gambler?)
 Lord, I wonder wher the poor man's gone
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 One man turned around and looked at him
 And said to him, "Oh, well
 I believe it myself you're going to die
 And you're sure going to hell"
 His body began to grow so weak
 And his frame began to shake
 He said to the man who ran the game
 "I now see my mistake"
 "I always thought I was a fool
 My conscious had me told
 While I was trying to be someone
 The devil had won my soul"
 Now tell me where's that gambler (where's the gambler?)
 I wonder where the poor man's gone
 Tell me where's the gambler (where's the gambler?)
 Lord, I wonder wher the poor man's gone
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 Don't you take my body to no church house
 Spend nothing on my remains
 Somebody will think that I am faking it
 In hell I'll be in pain
 My dice and cards will be burning my hand
 I can see it and I know it well
 And gamblers, if you do not change
 I'll meet you when you come to hell
 Now tell me where's that gambler (where's the gambler?)
 I wonder where the poor man's gone
 Tell me where's the gambler (where's the gambler?)
 Lord, I wonder wher the poor man's gone