Mr. Mudd & Mr. Gold (Live at the Old Quarter)

Townes Van Zandt - Country
Mr. Mudd & Mr. Gold (Live at the Old Quarter)
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Duration: 3:41
Lyrics
[Verse 1] 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 [Verse 2] The sun's upon a gambling day His Queen smiled low and blissfully Let's make some wretched fool to pay Plain it was she did agree [Verse 3] He sent his Deuce down into Diamond His Four to Heart, and his Trey to Spade Three Kings with their legions come And preparations soon where made [Verse 4] They voted Club the day's commander Give him an army, face and number All but the outlaw Jack of Diamonds And the Aces in the sky [Verse 5] Well, he gave his Sevens first instructions Spirit me a game of stud Stakes unscarred by limitation 'Tween a man named Gold and man named Mudd [Verse 6] And 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 [Verse 7] 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 [Verse 8] The Diamond Queen saw Mudd's 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 [Verse 9] The Diamond Queen, she prayed and prayed And the Diamond Angel filled Mudd's hole And the wicked King of Clubs himself Fell face down in front of Gold [Verse 10] 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 [Verse 11] 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 her wandering boy [Verse 12] Now, Mudd he checked and Gold bet all And Mudd he raised and Gold did call And that smile just melted on his face When Mudd turned over that Diamond Ace [Verse 13] Now, here's what this story's told If you feel like Mudd, you'll end up Gold Feel like lost, you'll end up found So amigo, lay them raises down
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Credits
- Writers
- Townes Van Zandt