If I Lose
Written by Charlie Poole & Norman Woodlieff




I never thought I'd need you but now I found I'm wrong,
Come on back sweet mama back where you belong,
I've gambled over town and find that I can't win,
So come on back and pick me up again.


Now if I lose, if I lose, let me lose, let me lose,
I don't care, I don't care, how much I lose,
If I lose a hundred dollars while I'm trying to win a dime,
My baby she's got money all the time.


Of all the other gals I know no one can take your place,
'cause when I get into a jam they just ain't in the race,
So now that you are back dear let's take another round,
With you here by my side dear the deal just can't go down.


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