Jon Shain - What Are the Odds

Don’t let me down in Providence - I still got a vig to pay
Don’t leave me to lie on this final bed
Struggling for breath and learning to do with less
We just go on and play the hand that's dealt us

I worry with the dice inside my deepest lucky pocket
Old bones worn from handling forty years
Never dared to toss’em out - insurance against doubt
Kept me out of debt, in step with all the winners

What are the odds, my friend, What are the odds
Is there really no more action for me now
What are the odds, my friend, What are the odds
Sad-eyed angels watch tonight to the laughing joker’s cruel delight
Is there really no more action for me now

Oh this tired charade of a game - I’ve been faking it so long
I can’t say what feels real anymore
We shake the dice and throw them against the wall and watch’em fall
Go ahead and laugh, you specters in the hall

What are the odds, my friend, What are the odds
Is there really no more action for me now
What are the odds, my friend, What are the odds
Sad-eyed angels watch tonight to the laughing joker’s cruel delight
Is there really no more action for me now

Don’t let me down in Providence - I still got a vig to pay
Don’t leave me to lie on this final bed
Struggling for breath and learning to do with less

What are the odds, my friend, What are the odds
Is there really no more action for me now
What are the odds, my friend, What are the odds
Sad-eyed angels watch tonight to the laughing joker’s cruel delight
Is there really no more action for me now