Who's To Bless And Who's To Blame - Rita Coolidge

If a cheated man’s a loser

And a cheater never wins

And if beggars can’t be choosers

'Til they’re weak and wealthy men

And the old keep gettin' older

And the young must do the same

And it’s never gettin' better

Who’s to bless, and who’s to blame

All the cards are on the table

You done laid your money down

Don’t complain about your chances

It’s the only game in town

And the meaning doesn’t matter

Nor the way you play the game

To the winner or the loser

Who’s to bless, and who’s to blame

Keep your hands above the table

And your back against the wall

Toss your chips in with your chances

Let 'em lay the way they fall

'Cause the moral doesn’t matter

Broken rules are all the same

To the broken or the breaker

Who’s to bless, and who’s to blame