You ask me why I ramble,
ask me why I roam,
ask me why I run around,
never have had a home.
My daddy was a rounder
and he gambled all over the land.
I'm just a chip from the same old block,
I'm a natural born gambling man.
I'm a natural born gambling man,
just a natural born gambling man.
I can throw a seven and
follow with eleven
I'm a natural born gambling man
Now one night down in Memphis,
I met old one -eyed Sam,
Said, come here little Travis,
let's have a little game,
So I laid the money down,
But he slipped one off of the bottom,
And I seen him when he got his hand,
So I pulled my gun and I
mowed him down,
I'm a natural born gambling man,
They hauled me into Nashville of course,
And throwed me in a cell,
They gave me a number instead of a name,
A number that I love so well,
three sevens and eleven,
that's a good hand, huh?
I knowed right then that I'd won again,
I'm a natural -born gambling man.
I'm a natural -born gambling man,
just a natural -born gambling man.
Well I can roll that seven and
follow with eleven,
I'm a natural -born gambling man.
Now the day that I got my pardon
The warden said to me
Now son take my advice
Quit shootin' them dice
and let that old gamblin' be
I said, look here, Mr. Warden
Let's me and you just play one hand
and I'll bet you ten that you can't win
I'm a natural born gamblin' man
I'm a natural born gamblin' man
Just a natural born gamblin' man
Jody picked the cotton
and the forks of the branch
I'm a natural born gamblin' man