Текст Rita Coolidge – Who’s To Bless And Who’s To Blame

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
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
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