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  • Текст песни Phil Harris - Dark Town Poker Club

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    Bill Jackson was a poor old dub
    Who joined the Darktown Poker Club
    But cursed the day he told them he would join
    His money used to go like it had wings
    If he yelled queens, someone had kings
    And each night he would contribute all his coin
    Then he said I'm gonna play ‘em tight tonight
    He said there'll be no bobtail flushes make me bite
    ‘Cause when I gets in them my hands will be a peach
    And he played them tight but lost his pile
    And Bill got peevish after a while
    So he rose, looked all around, and made this speech

    He said you all see this brand new razor
    I had it sharpened just today
    Now I'm coming in there with my rules
    That you must follow when you play
    Now keep your big bony hands on the table
    While you dealing, please
    And don't be slippin' them aces down there
    Er, in between your knees
    And don't be makin' all them funny signs
    Like you tryin' to tip off your hand
    Just talk in American, boy, American
    So's I can understand
    And don't be dealin' off the bottom
    Because ooh that's rough
    Take five, five, then stop, that's enough
    Now when you bet put up the chips
    Because I don't like it when you shy
    Then if you get busted go on out and get some
    I'm gonna be here by and by

    Pass them cards for me to shuffle
    Everytime before you deals
    Then if anything's wrong, I must see
    ‘Cause I mean, you always ain't no, er
    Keep playin' that game according to Mr. Hoyle
    You all play this game accordin' to me

    Now sittin' right there in that there clan
    There chance to be a one-eyed man
    And Bill kept watchin' him out the corner of his eye
    When ole one-eye would deal and then
    Would cost that Bill another five or ten
    Bill got up again, looked all around him with a sigh
    He said, Lord, this is an awful shame
    He said, There someone cheatin' in this ‘ere game
    He said, it goes, er,
    It ain't no do for me to name the guy
    So I'll refrain from mentioning the party's name
    If I catch him cheatin' just once again
    I'm gonna take my fist and close that other eye

    Now you see this brand new razor
    I had it sharpened just today
    I'm comin' in there with my own rules
    That you must follow when you play
    Hey kid, keep your hands up there
    While you're givin' them out, please
    Stop puttin' them wildies
    Down there ‘tween your knees
    Stop makin' all them funny signs
    Like you're tryin' to tip off your hand
    Keep talkin' in American, big AAA
    That's what I can understand
    And don't be getting' them off the bottom
    Because I keep tryin' to tell you it's rough
    This an army game, five, five, halt, that's enough
    Now when you bet let me see the reds and blues
    ‘Cause I don't like it when you shy
    Then if you run out of gas, go get pumped up
    I'm gonna be here by and by

    Pass them pasteboards for me to shuffle
    Everytime before you deal, let me ripple
    Anything wrong, I wanna see
    I mean, you always ain't gonna keep playin' the game now
    According to that Mr. Hoyle
    You all gonna play this game according to me
    Henry, if you break the seal on that new deck of bicycles
    We'll go on from there, yeah
    Yeah yeah yeah

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