o sister
You found, o sister, a gambler
Who’s hardly a sad mad friend.
God bless his wicked eyes
A color sample of sky
They wither un certain why
Remember, o sister, his promise
The first, but also his last
Remember my love
for you he wasn’t thinking of
I weep for I let you down
Tomorrow, o sister, the devil
May come to knock at your door
Please tell him to go
If he begs just tell him no
The dawn is a-breakin soon
Today, o sister, the angels
will journey the heavens above
and with them a rose—
another message in stone reads
here lies a gamblin’ man
