C. Mead, R. Malo
Well it's been years since I made all the rounds
And closed up all the honky tonks in town
I just got used to being on my own
Waiting for no one to call my own
But now the hand of fate has laid a card on me
A winning hand I didn't want to see
No one I could blame
I wanted in this game
But now I'm right back where I never thought I'd be
That's what I get
For falling once again
You made me forget with no regrets
What I knew back then
Well I thought I knew it all
I swore I'd never fall
But here I go again
That's what I get
Now I resign myself to you and I don't care
You make me feel like I'm a millionaire
Because of you I gave that wheel a spin
Even though I know the house will always win
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