I gotta tell ya about the blues  I gotta tell ya just how I lose  Ain't got no money  But I'll straighten up my head at the Cosmo now    Gambler, gambler  Chicken in the first degree  Gambler, gambler  Chicken in the first degree  I never been a gambler  So please don't messin' me    Hey, jury, jury  I tell you story, true  Ah, listen, jury, jury  Tell you story true  The jury found me guilty  Don't know what to do    I was playing in Boston  Say, up in old St. Lou  Surrounded by the FBI  For something I didn't do  Now my baby left me  Left me all alone  Judge said, "Son, you ain't going home"    Gambler, gambler  Chicken in the first degree  Well, I've never been a gambler  So please don't messin' me  Oh, no, no, no    Oh, gambler, gambler  Chicken in the first degree  Gambler, gambler  Chicken in the first degree  Well, I've never been a gambler  So please don't messin' me