Dead Man's Hand

Bragging, bold and bound for the shores of Mexico A price on your hear and a bag full of gold Tempted by a gambler and a chance to raise the score Everything was won, but you still wanted more Draw the cards that seal your fate Shot in the back by a friend Fingers tremble, it's time to fold When you hold the dead man's hand Sometimes you're gonna win, and sometimes you're bound to lose Sometimes the hand you're dealt gives you no chance to choose Speaking of great fortune and of things that lie ahead Telling tales of the living and the soon-to-be-dead