歌手:Bob Dylan
专辑:《The Bootleg Series, Vols. 1-3 (Rare & Unreleased) 1961-1991》

作词 : Bob Dylan
作曲 : Bob Dylan
Come around you roving
Gamblers and a story I will tell
About the greatest gambler
You all should know him well
His name was Will O' Conley
And he gambled all his life
He's had twenty-seven children
Yet he's never had a wife
And it's ride Willie ride
Roll Willie roll
Wherever you are gambling now
Nobody knows
Well he gambled in the
White House and in the railroad yards
Wherever there was people
There was Willie and his cards
He had the reputation
As the gamblingest man around
Wives would keep their husbands home
When Willie came to town
And it's ride Willie ride
Roll Willie roll
Wherever you are gambling now
Nobody knows
Sailing down the Mississippi to a town
Called New Orleans
They're still talking about their card
Game on that Jackson River Queen
"I've come to win some money " Gambling Willie says
When the game finally ended up
The whole darn boat was his
And it's ride Willie ride
Roll Willie roll
Wherever you are gambling now
Nobody really knows
Up in the rocky mountains in a town
Called Cripple Creek
There was an all-night poker game
Lasted about a week
Nine hundred miners had laid their money down
When Willie finally left the room
He owned the whole darn town
And it's ride Willie ride
Roll Willie roll
Wherever you are gambling now
Nobody knows
But Willie had a heart of gold and
This I know is true
He supported all his children and
All their mothers too
He wore no rings or fancy things
Like other gamblers wore
He spread his money far and wide to
Help the sick and the poor
And it's ride Willie ride
Roll Willie roll
Wherever you are gambling now
Nobody knows
When you played your cards with Willie
You never really knew
Whether he was bluffing or whether he was true
He won a fortune from a man
Who folded in his chair
The man he left a diamond flush
Willie didn't even have a pair
And it's ride Willie ride
Roll Willie roll
Wherever you are gambling now
Nobody knows
It was late one evening during a poker game
A man lost all his money he said
"Willie was to blame"
He shot poor Willie through the head
Which was a tragic fate
When Willie's cards fell on the floor
They were aces backed with eights
And it's ride Willie ride
Roll Willie roll
Wherever you are gambling now
Nobody knows
So all you rambling gamblers
Wherever you might be
The moral of this story is very plain to see
Make your money while you can
Before you have to stop
For when you pull that dead man's hand
Your gambling days are up
And it's ride Willie ride
Roll Willie roll
Wherever you are gambling now
Nobody really knows