Letra de .38 Special - Mark Knopfler

The fate of a roving gambler
Is waiting down the bloodthirsty highway
The highway is my home, I�m a rambler
And I have to pay the devil every day

Now if I should owe a friend a million dollars
He knows my guarantee is sound
If we should get hijacked by robbers
There�d be no big money laying all around

I may be gone to the devil
But I ain�t rollin� over for you
If you�ve got a pistol in your pocket
I�ve got my .38 Special too

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Are you dancing for the payers of the piper?
Are you jumping through your party hoops for them?
You won�t see any nine to fivers
At the tables of my poker playing friends

So take your politician or your banker
Take your friendly health insurance man
I never met a cold hearted gambler
Could carry off a hustle like they can

I may be gone to the devil
But I ain�t rollin� over for you
If you�ve got a pistol in your pocket
I�ve got my .38 Special too