I'm The Lyrical Analyst
In previous posts I've wondered about who did shoot the deputy (if not Bob Marley), and why we should be impressed that Tom Cochran wants to ride life all night long. Today's post is remarkably simple: What the heck kinda poker game does Kenny Rogers play? Consider the following:
You never count your money
When you're sittin at the table.
There'll be time enough for countin
When the dealin's done.
So we must ask: After the dealing is done, does everyone stand up, perhaps on his chair?
You never count your money
When you're sittin at the table.
There'll be time enough for countin
When the dealin's done.
So we must ask: After the dealing is done, does everyone stand up, perhaps on his chair?
Murph,
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Well, at the time it has me posting, I was at church. (How's THAT for a good answer.) I think that must be Greenwich time or something, because I am virtually certain I didn't post it at that time.
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