Rambling, Gambling Willie (Live) - 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