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. 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