Mr. Mudd & Mr. Gold Lyrics - Guy Clark

Well the wicked king of clubs awoke 

And it was to his queen turned 

His lips were laughing as they spoke 

His eyes like bullets burned 

The sun's upon a gambling day 

His queen smiled low and blissfully 

Let's make some wretched fool to play 

Plain it was she did agree 

He send his deuce down into diamond 

His four to hart, and his trey to spade 

Three kings with their legions come 

Preparations soon where made 

They voted club the days commander 

Gave him an army face and number 

All but the outlaw jack of diamonds 

And the aces in the sky 

Well, he gave his sevens first instructions 

Spirit me a game of stud 

Stakes unscarred by limitation 

Between a man named Gold and man named Mud 

Club filled Gold with greedy vapors 

Till his long, green eyes did glow 

And Mud was left with the sighs and trembles 

Watching his hard earned money go 

Flushes fell on Gold like water 

Tens they paired and paired again 

But the aces only flew through heaven 

And the diamond jack called no man friend 

Now, the Diamond Queen saw Muds ordeal 

Began to think of her long lost son 

Fell to her knees with a mother's mercy 

And prayed to the angels every one 

Now, the Diamond Queen, she prayed and prayed 

And the Diamond Angel filled Muds hole 

The wicked King of Clubs himself 

Fell in face down in front of Gold 

Now, three kings come to Clubs command 

But the angels from the sky did ride 

Three kings up on the streets of Gold 

Three fireballs on the muddy side 

The club queen heard her husband's call 

But Lord, that Queen of Diamond's joy 

When the outlaw in the heavenly hall 

Turned out to be a wandering boy 

Now, Mud he checked and Gold bet all 

And Mud he raised and Gold did call 

And the smile just melted on his face 

When Mud turned over that diamond ace 

Now, here's what this story's told 

If you feel like Mud you'll end up Gold 

If you feel like lost, you'll end up found 

So amigo, lay them raises down