If a cheated man's a loser And a cheater never wins And if beggars can't be choosers 'Til they're weak and wealthy men And the old keep gettin' older And the young must do the same And it's never gettin' better Who's to bless, and who's to blame All the cards are on the table You done laid your money down Don't complain about your chances, boy It's the only game in town And the meaning doesn't matter Nor the way you play the game To the winner or the loser Who's to bless, and who's to blame Keep your hands above the table And your back against the wall Toss your chips in with your chances, boy Let 'em lay the way they fall Cause the moral doesn't matter Broken rules are all the same To the broken or the breaker Who's to bless, and who's to blame