[Verse 1] Ricky had a payday folded in his shoe Randy had a map and a busted rearview Headed down 69 Dust on the car Chasin’ some luck at the Little Star
Neon arrow on a rusted sign Gravel lot Quarter to nine Pocket change Big-time hearts Two small-town fools tryin’ to play it smart
[Chorus] Ricky and Randy went gambling at Little Star in Oklahoma Swore they'd double up and still make church next day Laughing too loud at a corner table Losing track of time and the bills they’d have to pay Ricky and Randy went gambling at Little Star in Oklahoma And the night just carried them away
[Verse 2] Ricky hit a hot streak Grinning wild-eyed Randy nursed a cola Talkin’ ’bout pride “Cash out now Man We already ahead” But the lights kept blinkin’ red on red
Dealer cracked a joke Shuffled that fate Chips disappeared like it all came late Pocket lint One last card Dreams gone cheap at the Little Star
[Chorus] Ricky and Randy went gambling at Little Star in Oklahoma Swore they'd double up and still make church next day Laughing too loud at a corner table Losing track of time and the bills they’d have to pay Ricky and Randy went gambling at Little Star in Oklahoma And the night just carried them away
[Bridge] Parking lot quiet Sky wide and dark Only thing shining was a dashboard mark Randy said “Brother We’ll get back that stack” Ricky just sighed “Least we got a story to bring back”
[Chorus] Ricky and Randy went gambling at Little Star in Oklahoma Swore they'd double up and still make church next day Laughing too loud at a corner table Losing track of time and the bills they’d have to pay Ricky and Randy went gambling at Little Star in Oklahoma And the night just carried them away
A zene stílusa
Upbeat country-rock shuffle with twangy electric guitars, brushed snare, and upright bass. Storytelling male vocals up front, light organ pads in the back. Choruses open with stacked harmonies and a bright ride cymbal, bridge strips down to guitar and voice before a full-band, feel-good final chorus.