You ask me why I ramble

Ask me why I roam

Ask me why I run around

Never ever 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 then follow with eleven

I'm a natural born gambling man

Now one night in memphis

I met old one eyed sam

Come here 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 them down

I'm a natural born gambling man

They haul me into nashville of course

And throw me in a cell

They give me a number instead of a name

A number that I love so well

Three sevens and eleven

That's a good hand

I knew 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 out a seven then 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 shooting them dice

And let that old gambling be

I said look here mr warden

Let's me and you just play one hand

And I bet you 10 that you can't win

I'm a natural born gambling man

I'm a natural born gambling man

Just a natural born gambling man

I'm a natural born gambling man