Mr. Mudd And Mr. Gold

Steve Earle

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    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 mudd was left with the sighs and trembles
    Watching his hard earned money go
    Flushes fell on gold like water

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    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, mudd he checked and gold bet all
    And mudd he raised and gold did call
    And the smile just melted on his face
    When mudd turned over that diamond ace
    Now, here's what this story's told
    If you feel like mudd you'll end up gold
    If you feel like lost, you'll end up found
    So amigo, lay them raises down

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