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"Deal em'" was the word and "God it's hot in here.
Hey man while you're up turn on the air
and get me a beer."
Black is black and white is white
and that's all brother-
And when I looked them in the eyes
they just stared at one another.
"Well" John said,
"They finally got 'im- shot 'im in the head....."
"Who!Who!" I asked....
"King that bastard in Memphis and he's dead."
Black is black and white is white
and that's all brother-
And when I looked around the table they just stared at one another.
"You're right" I said
"It is too hot and besides the game is over,
I guess I just don't understand all of this...."
"Hey man hey" and they looked at me.
"What's the matter - are you a nigger lover?"
Black is black and white is white
and that's all brother-
And when I rose to leave the room
they where whispering to one another.
Poker is a strange game, sometimes you win a lot,
And then sometimes you find that friends are what you are not. |
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