The Loving of the Game

I saw the feather river glide over shining golden sand
Struck a silver ribbon wide, held a million in my hand
But beside the lookin' for, well the findin' is always tame
And there's nothing drives a gambler like the lovin' of the game

All my life I ran around searching hard from town to town
But I never ever found anything to tie me down
Still I wouldn't trade my time for a solid diamond claim
No, I would not trade a fortune for the lovin' of the game

So long, darling, don't you cry, I hope that things pan out for you
All the good times going by, got to have ourselves a few
Where I'm going has no end, what I'm seeking has no name
No, the treasure's not the takin', it's the lovin' of the game
No, the treasure's not the takin', it's the lovin' of the game