Gambler’s Hall

He went down to old Gambler's Hall
He bet his money there
He bet his soul
And when the dice fell, oh, the good times rolled
Oh he didn't know

He packed his bags and he hit the road
With his new fortune and his new Colt
He said life is dull when you don't bet it all
Let the good times roll
Oh
Oh

So take your turquoise torches and set them on fire
I'll hold a grain of sand in my left hand
And the right one's there for hire
Didn't know that if I checked out now
My suitcase wouldn't seal

Step into a room of suited men and then try to close the deal
If I was sorry, I wouldn't tell you
I wouldn't tell you

And I said life is dull when you don't bet it all
Let the good times roll
And the good times rolled

So take your turquoise torches and set them on fire
Let the good times roll
And the good times rolled

He went down to old Gambler's Hall
And the good times rolled