Ace in The Hole Songtext
von Bunk Johnson & Lu Watters

This town is full of guys who think they′re mighty wise
Just because they know a thing or two
Why, you can see them every day, strolling up and down Broadway
Telling of the wonders they can do
You'll see wiseguys and boosters, card sharks and crapshooters
They congregate around the Metropole
They wear those flashy ties and collars
But where they get their dollars
They′ve all got an ace down in the hole
Now, some of them write to the old folks for coin
And that's their ace in the hole While others have gassed on that old tenderloin
And that's their ace in the hole
They′ll tell you of money they′ve made and they've spent
But they never can flash a bankroll
And their names would be mud like a chump dealing stud
If they lost that old ace in the hole
They′ll tell you of trips they're going to make
From Frisco up to the North Pole
But they′d end up on that line in their clothes, not a dime
If they lost that old ace in the hole