Black Jack

I’m alone inside my own protective shell
Waiting for you to come and set me free
I’m willing to make a gamble on you
Will you take a chance on me?

And after all these good intentions
It all connects when we hope to hit “21”
Will we do it for fame or fortune or greed
Or will we just do it fun?

Black jack , trying to win our losings back
Never really get the knack, hoping we don’t lose
Longing for acceptance and belonging
It’s a new day dawning, now we have to choose

Some will believe, some will deceive
Want to play the game? Got to lose the shame
Get up and go, give us your show
A contradiction, a polite fiction

Do we do it for fame or fortune or greed
Or do we just do it fun?

Black jack , trying to win our losings back
Never really get the knack, hoping we don’t lose
Longing for acceptance and belonging
It’s a new day dawning, now we have to choose

Someone believes, some will deceive
Want to play the game? Got to lose the shame
Get up and go, give us your show
A contradiction of a polite friction

Don’t think about tomorrow, today is the perfect time
What do you think our your chances at life?
Are you willing to bet they’re fine?

Composition © 1991, 1993 Ric Albano
Publication © 2012 Jeremiah Dylan Cook

Performers
Ric Albano
Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar, Bass Guitar, Drums, Vocals

Listener Guide
Grade

Analysis: A very good song which was nearly left off this album because of bad mixing and a sub-par vocal performance. I did reconsider, however because it was such a pinnacle composition during the disparate and extended period stretching from late ’91 until late ’93.