Andrew Shanefield - I Kinda Wish Lyrics

I kinda wish I were a gambler
C cards man, to be exact
Writing songs about pairs and straights and flushes
The Queen of Diamonds and the One-Eyed Jack

Whatever happened to the Suicide King (why'd he do it)?
Or what if I just don't want to double down?
I kinda wish I were a gambler
Hiding a smile behind my frown

But that's not me I'm not that type
I suppose you think that I'm rather plain
I guess you could say that part passed me by
I've got other ways to hide that pain

I kinda wish I drove a pickup
Or maybe a Harley guy just like Jack
Hanging at the body shop, oil on my jeans
Smoking with all the fellas right out back

Telling all the great stories from the road life
Like three days straight and wide awake
Talking engines, pan heads and mud flaps
Riding out to the part by the lake

But that's not me I'm not that type
I suppose you think I'm rather plain
I guess one could say that part passed me by
I've got other ways to hide that pain

I kinda wish I were a gambler
C cards man, to be exact
I kinda wish I were a gambler
Hiding a smile behind my frown