I used to hang out down at Jack's Pool Hall You go down there and don't do nothin' at all If you wanted to play some cards there was a game in the back If you wanted to shot or somethin' you went and talked to Jack If you had a little money you was a grade A fool There was a guy down there who used to shoot a little pool
Rack 'em up Till' the day he was dead that all they ever said Rack 'em up
He didn't own a TV set, didn't own a car He ate what whatever Jack was makin' back behind the bar They said he had a wife, but she left him in tears He hadn't been home in twenty five years
Rack 'em up
They came from all over thinkin' they we're pretty hot Put all their money on the table, wanna play the best we got Nine in the corner, five in the side Take a hundred dollar bill and just let it ride I tell him listen son, ain't no disaster There ain't no shame in being beat by a master
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