Take It on the Chin Songtext

von Mick Flannery

Ray: I put fifty fine dollars on this hand

Luther: I'm in.

Paulie: I'm out.

John: Not a chance.

Ray: So only one of you dolls wanna dance?
Boy, you'd better have some balls in those pants
Gimme two cards.

Luther: One card.

Ray: Oh look at that!
Try to fill a flush up to bite me in the ass.
Jese, you must think Lady Luck is up there hidin' in your hat,
Or you're tryin' to fuckin; fool me boy, we'll see about that.
It's a hundred to play now, we'll see what you weigh now,
The pot is getting hotter boy, we'll see if you stay around.

(Frank and Grace)
Oh, the road, the riverboat,
Take it on the chin and deal again,
Till your money's spent.

John: Jacks or better, deuces wild,
Man, I haven't won a round in while.
This whiskey must be cloudin' my mind.
I'm getting older, could be losin' my style.

Paulie: Hey John, I hear you're leavin' us
Headin' off to better parts.
Don't you go forget us now,
I hope you're gonna send a card.

John: Yeah, I'm headin' down south a while,
You know me, just the wife and I,
I hear the weathers mighty fine
Down by St Columbentine.

But God knows I need a break from these
And paying your kids college fees
You'll miss my money more than me
Hey, why don't the two of you calm down
You're acting like a pair of

Ray: Shut the fuck up, what the fucks it got to do with you
I don't see your money here so you don't get to contribute
Nothin' to this little battle me and the boy are havin'.

Luther: You gonna play or you gonna talk all day?
If you don't got the money, throw those cards aay.

Ray: Ah you're bluffin', you got nothin', I say read ‘em and weep, cause I'm in.