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