Chapman-Whitney I want twelve policemen in my funeral march Pair o' dice in, in my shoes And the judge who jailed me fourteen times Let a deck o' cards, a deck o' cards, a deck o' cards Mmm, let a deck o' cards be his dues.
Mmm ... I been a gambler all my life Where I go, this is what I crave You send me poker players to the graveyard Gonna dig it, gonna dig it, gonna dig it, dig it Gonna dig it with the ace o' spades, babe. Well, well, well.