The Loving Of The Game

Intro: Verso 1: N.C. I saw the Feather River glide Over shinin´ goldensand, Struck a silver ribbon wide, Held a million in my hand. But beside the lookin´ for Oh, the finding´s always tame, And there´s nothin´ drives a gambler Like the lovin´ of the game. Verso 2: N.C. All my life I ran around, Searchin´ hard from town to town, But I never ever found Anything to tie me down. Still, I wouldn't trade my time For a solid diamond claim, No, I would not trade a fortune For the the lovin´ of the game. Verso 3: N.C. So long, darling, don´t you cry, I hope that things pan out for you. All the good times going by, Got to have ourselves a few. Where I´m goin´ has no end, What I´m seekin´ has no name, No, the treasure´s not the takin´, It´s the lovin´ of the game. OUTRO: No, the treasure´s not the takin´, It´s the lovin´ of the game.