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Sitting playing poker in a dirty backstreet bar

Sweat is running down your neck and further down your arm

Hiding aces everywhere and cheating when you can

Hating every cheated, beaten poker playing man

Winners and sinners

Winners and sinners

Winners and sinners are sent to Hell

Winners and sinners, I wish you well

It’s five o’clock in the morning

You’ve had a heavy night

Bitter after you’ve lost your game

You’re beating up your wife

The kids are crying

Their mama’s lying on the greasy floor

You see the emptiness in their eyes

Before you slam the door

Winners and sinners

Winners and sinners

Winners and sinners are sent to Hell

Winners and sinners, I wish you well

Winners and sinners

Winners and sinners

Winners and sinners are sent to Hell

Winners and sinners, I wish you well

Why didn’t you listen

To what the old preacher said

For those who win, and thee who sin

Shall remain captured in chains

In the fires of hell

Winners and sinners

Winners and sinners

Winners and sinners are sent to Hell

Winners and sinners, I wish you well