Well the wicked King of Clubs awoke,
It was to his Queen he turned,
His lips were laughing as they spoke,
His eyes like bullets burned,
The sun's upon a gambling day,
Queen smiled low and blissfully,
"Let's make some wretched fool to play,"
Plain it was she did agree.

He sent his Deuce down to Diamond,
His Four to Heart, and his Trey to Spade,
Three Kings with the legions come,
And 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 Mudd,
Gold filled with greedy vapors,
Till his long green eyes did glow,
And Mudd was left with sighs and trembles,
Watched his hard earned money go,

Flushes fell on Gold like water,
Tens that paired and paired again,
But Aces only flew through heaven,
Diamond Jack called no man friend.
Diamond Queen saw Mudd's ordeal,
Began to think of her long lost son,
Fell to her knees with a mother's mercy,
Prayed to the angels, every one.

Now, the Diamond Queen, she prayed and prayed,
And the Diamond Angel filled Mudd's hole,
The wicked King of Clubs himself,
Fell face down in front of Gold,
Now three Kings come to Clubs command,
But the angels in the sky did ride!
Three Kings on the streets of Gold,
Three fireballs on the Muddy side,

Club Queen heard her husband's call,
But lord, the Queen of Diamond's joy,
When the outlaw in the heavenly hall,
Turned out to be her wandering boy,
Now: Mudd he checked, and Gold bet all,
And Mudd he raised, and Gold did call,
The smile melted on his face,
When Mudd turned over that diamond Ace!

Now, here's where the 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.