Collected by Karl T. Gosnell For Mary C. Parler
Sung by Annie Owens Ola, Arkansas November 27, 1958
Reel 272, Item 16
The Roving Gambler
I am a roving gambler,
I've gambled all around;
Wherever I meet with a deck of cards,
I lay my money down.
I've gambled down in Washington,
I've gambled over in Spain;
I'm on my way to Georgia To gamble my last game.
I had not been in Washington Many more weeks than three
Till I fell in love with a pretty little girl, She fell in love with me.
She took me in her parlor,
She cooled me with her fan;
She whispered low in her mother's ear, "I love this gambling man."
"Oh, daughter, o daughter,
How could you treat me so?
To leave your dear, old mother And with a gambler go?"
"O mother, o mother,
You know I love you well;
But the love I held for this gambling man No human tongue can tell."
"I hear the train a-coming,
She's coming around the curve;
Whistling and a-blowing And straining every nerve."
"Oh, mother, o mother,
I'll tell you If I can;
If you ever see me coming back I'll be with the gambling man."
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