.38 Special Lyrics - 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 

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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