I saw the feather river glide over shining golden sand
Struck a silver ribbon wide, I held a million in my hand
But except the lookin' for, findin' is always tame
Nothing drives a gambler like the lovin' of the game
Most my life I ran around searching hard from town to town
But I'd never ever found anything to tie me down
Still I wouldn't trade my time for a solid diamond claim
Wouldn't trade a fortune for the lovin' of the game
[ guitar ]
So long darlin' don't you cry, I hope that things pan out for you
Cause all those good times going by I've got to have myself a few
Where I'm going has no end, what I'm seeking has no name
Pleasure's not the takin', it's the lovin' of the game
No, the pleasure's not the takin', it's the lovin' of the game
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