My father was a gambling man
Filled with the wisdom of the track
Mottos of a practical nature
Never gamble more
Than you can afford to lose
He said with no trace of irony
As he spent his three score
and ten
Among the company of smokey men
My father was a sometime cautious man
Metering out advice like a reluctant tipster
If you're at the table
And you don't know who the sucker is
It's you
He said
As we shared a quiet meal
Just he and I
My father was a calculating man
Who read the form and knew the odds
And at the track he said
He won more than he lost
But at what cost
Never gamble more
Than you can afford to lose
He said with no trace of irony
As he spent his three score
and ten
Among the company of smokey men
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