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DARKTOWN POKER CLUB (Jean Havez / William H. Vodery / Bert Williams) Phil Harris Also recorded by: Jimmy Dean; Bert Williams. Bill Jackson was a poor old dub Who joined the Darktown Poker Club But cursed the day he told them he would join His money used to go like it had wings If he yelled queens, someone had kings And each night he would contribute all his coin Then he said Iím gonna play Ďem tight tonight He said thereíll be no bobtail flushes make me bite ĎCause when I gets in them my hands will be a peach And he played them tight but lost his pile And Bill got peevish after a while So he rose, looked all around, and made this speech He said you all see this brand new razor I had it sharpened just today Now Iím coming in there with my rules That you must follow when you play Now keep your big bony hands on the table While you dealing, please And donít be slippiní them aces down there Er, in between your knees And donít be makiní all them funny signs Like you tryiní to tip off your hand Just talk in American, boy, American Soís I can understand And donít be dealiní off the bottom Because ooh thatís rough Take five, five, then stop, thatís enough Now when you bet put up the chips Because I donít like it when you shy Then if you get busted go on out and get some Iím gonna be here by and by Pass them cards for me to shuffle Everytime before you deals Then if anythingís wrong, I must see ĎCause I mean, you always ainít no, er Keep playiní that game according to Mr. Hoyle You all play this game accordiní to me Now sittiní right there in that there clan There chance to be a one-eyed man And Bill kept watchiní him out the corner of his eye When ole one-eye would deal and then Would cost that Bill another five or ten Bill got up again, looked all around him with a sigh He said, Lord, this is an awful shame He said, There someone cheatiní in this Ďere game He said, it goes, er, It ainít no do for me to name the guy So Iíll refrain from mentioning the partyís name If I catch him cheatiní just once again Iím gonna take my fist and close that other eye Now you see this brand new razor I had it sharpened just today Iím cominí in there with my own rules That you must follow when you play Hey kid, keep your hands up there While youíre giviní them out, please Stop puttiní them wildies Down there Ďtween your knees Stop makiní all them funny signs Like youíre tryiní to tip off your hand Keep talkiní in American, big AAA Thatís what I can understand And donít be gettingí them off the bottom Because I keep tryiní to tell you itís rough This an army game, five, five, halt, thatís enough Now when you bet let me see the reds and blues ĎCause I donít like it when you shy Then if you run out of gas, go get pumped up Iím gonna be here by and by Pass them pasteboards for me to shuffle Everytime before you deal, let me ripple Anything wrong, I wanna see I mean, you always ainít gonna keep playiní the game now According to that Mr. Hoyle You all gonna play this game according to me Henry, if you break the seal on that new deck of bicycles Weíll go on from there, yeah Yeah yeah yeah

    


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