Burning and turning

Burning and turning . . . Oh what
a life! I thought when I grew up I
might be a wife. Instead I stay up
with the boys all night, dealing
the cards until it’s daylight.

If I could start over, what would I
choose? Secretary, waitress, or
teacher, the thought gives me the

I’ve visited and listened and made
money too. Pushed chips
to everyone, met Henry (he’s new).
I’ll just pick up the deck and
shuffle again, finish my shift, and
leave with a grin.

I’ve got the best seat in the house
and making money’s no sin. I’ll
come back tomorrow. I’ve got a
sure win.