A Winning Hand

[Verse 1]
I made a promise to myself
Someday I'd return to these shores
The silver coastline white with waves
The heather green on the moor
For I have left a life behind
I live as a gamblin' man
Searchin' for that wild high-card
To play a winning hand
And I wandered into a smugler's saloon
Shadows dancin' on the wall
At a table green we played our cards
And we drank from glasses tall
And next to me a woman wept
Her eyes watchin' fortune and fame
And as I played my last high card
But I could not leavе the game

[Verse 2]
Lady Luck is a cold mistress
Both passionatе and proud
I'm the fool who tries to find
Her face among the crowd
Seeking her reflection I could never see her face
'Til I played my last high card
And fell into her embrace
And now the game has ended at last
In the cold gray light of dawn
Hands of time unties the blinds
In the mornin' we are gone
And the lovely ladies lingering
Like the waves upon the sail
And as I breathe the cool mornin' air
I hold the winning hand