(G.Brooker K.Reid M.Noble)



There was trouble in the air

Just a subtle hint of danger

And a woman dressed in black

out lookin' for a stranger

Well she took me to her room

Where she offered me a wager

She promised me the moon

So I took a chance



Yes I played the King of Hearts

Put my cards out on the table

I thought the odds were in my favour

But she laid the Ace of Spades

An' I wound up where I started

The King of Hearts no more

But the King of the Broken-hearted



She cut the deck one more

By the light of thirteen candles

She said,