Kinsale Bridge Club

I’m giving up Bridge; tonight’s my last night
It’s AMEN to Stayman, I give up the fight
The insults and muddles are giving me troubles
I can’t sleep at night for thinking of doubles

My cards are all rotten and I have forgotten
Whose played W H A T; I’m heading for bottom
So now it’s all over; I’m bidding goodbye
Gerber and Blackwood – “here’s mud in your eye”

I can’t stand the hassle. I can’t stand the pain
I’m getting those bad cards again and again
I’m giving up Bridge; tonight’s my last night
Declarer is horrid. Nothing is right.

My partner’s a dope. I’m losing all hope
When she says double I know we’re in trouble
My points are not high and I’m wondering why
S H E keeps bidding right up to the sky !

We’re in seven spades and all my hopes fade
But all of a sudden, the tricks might be made.
We’re winning them all the defenders look sick
I have to admit my partner’s a brick.

I’m giving up Bridge; tonight’s my last night
Farewell to conventions; I give up the fight
I leave you with few words, some that are true
Bridge is a game, not for me, but for you

So be kind to you partners
Don’t mind their cheek
For it’s only a game
Oh, I’ll see you next week !