Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Mudd and Mr. Gold

Well the wicked king of clubs
And it was to his turned
His were laughing as they spoke
His like bullets burned

The sun's a gambling day
His queen low and blissfully
make some wretched fool to pay
Plain it was she did

He send his deuce into diamond
His to heart, and his trey to spade
Three with their legions come
Preparations where made

They voted the days commander
Gave him an face and number
All but the outlaw jack of
And the in the sky

Well, he gave his sevens instructions
Spirit me a of stud
unscarred by limitation
Between a man named Gold and man Mud

filled Gold with greedy vapors
Till his long, green did glow
And Mud was left with the and trembles
Watching his hard money go

Flushes fell on like water
Tens paired and paired again
But the aces only flew heaven
And the jack called no man friend

Now, the Diamond saw Muds ordeal
Began to think of her long son
Fell to her with a mother's mercy
And prayed to the angels one

Now, the Queen, she prayed and prayed
And the Diamond Angel filled Muds
The wicked King of himself
Fell in down in front of Gold

Now, three kings come to Clubs
But the angels the sky did ride
kings up on the streets of Gold
Three on the muddy side

The club queen her husband's call
But Lord, that of Diamond's joy
When the outlaw in the hall
Turned out to be a boy

Now, Mud he checked and bet all
And Mud he raised and did call
And the smile just on his face
Mud turned over that diamond ace

Now, here's what story's told
If you feel like Mud you'll end up
If you feel like lost, end up found
So amigo, lay them raises