The Hodler (Kenny Rogers cover)
My weekly song challenge from @deanlogic

lyrics:
Lyrics:
On a warm summer's eve
At a bit conference in Boulder
I met up with the hodlr
We were both too tired to sleep
So we took turns a-starin'
At our Ledgers in the darkness
The boredom overtook us,
And he began to speak
He said, "Nay, I've made a life
Out of hackin’ people's wallets
Knowin' what their coins were
By the way they trusted wi-fi
So if you don't mind me sayin'
I can see you're out of Bitcoin
For a taste of your whiskey
I'll give you some advice"
So I handed him my bottle
And he drank down my last swallow
Then he flipped open Binance
And authenticated thrice
And the night got deathly quiet
And his face lost all expression
He said, "If you're gonna play the game, girl
You gotta pay the hodlr’s price
You've got to know when to hold 'em
Know when to troll 'em
Know when to walk away
And know when to run
You never count your crypto
When they’re sittin' in the exchange
There be time enough for countin'
When the transactions done
Every hodler knows
That the secret to survivin'
Is knowin' what to trade away
And knowin' what to keep
'Cause every coin’s a winner
And every coin’s a loser
And the best that you can hope for is to
is not getting in too deep
And when he finished speakin'
He turned back toward the window
Shut down his ledger
And faded off to sleep
And somewhere in the madness
The hodler he broke even
But in his final words
I found a token I could keep
You've got to know when to hold 'em
Know when to troll 'em
Know when to walk away
And know when to run
You never count your crypto
When they’re sittin' in the exchange
There be time enough for countin'
When the transactions done
 

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