The Band Of Heathens, Nicki Bluhm - Tumbling Dice lyrics

Women think I'm tasty, but they're always tryin' to waste me
Make me burn the candle right down
But, baby, baby, don't need no jewels in my crown

'Cause all you women is low down gamblers
Cheatin' like I don't know how
But, baby, got no flavor
Fever in the funk house now

This low down bitchin' got my poor feet a itchin'
Don't you know the deuce is still wild
But, baby, I can't stay
You got to roll me
And call me the tumblin' dice

Always in a hurry, I never stop to worry
Don't you see the time flashin' by
Honey, got no money
I'm all sixes and sevens and nines

Say now baby, I'm the rank outsider
You can be my partner in crime
But, baby, I can't stay
You got to roll me and call me the tumblin'
Roll me and call me the tumblin' dice

I said, oh my, my, my, I'm the lone crap shooter
Playin' the field ev'ry night
Baby, I can't stay
You got to roll me
And call me the tumblin'
Roll me
And call me the tumblin' dice

You got to roll me