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UP ON CRIPPLE CREEK Band
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When[A] I get off of this mountain, you[D] know where I want to go?
[A]Straight down the[D] Mississippi River to the[E] Gulf of Mexico.
[A]To Lake Charles, Louisianna, little[D] Bessie, a girl who I once knew.
[A]She told me just to[D] come on by if there's[E] anything that she could do.
[A]Up on Cripple Creek, she sends me.
[D]If I spring a leak, she mends me.
[E]I don't have to speak, she defends me.
A[F#m] drunkard's dream if I[G] ever did see one.
[A]Good luck had just stung me, to the[D] race track I did go.
[A]She bet on[D] one horse to win and I[E] bet on another to show.
The[A] odds were in my favor, I[D] had them five to one.
[A]That nag to win came a[D]round the track,[E] sure enough she had won.
[A]Up on Cripple Creek,she sends me.
[D]If I spring a leak,she mends me.
[E]I don't have to speak,she defends me.
A[F#m]drunkards dream if I ever did see one.
I[A] took up all of my winnings and I[D] gave little Bessie half.
[A]She tore it up and[D] threw it in my face[E] just for a laugh.
[A]There's one thing in the whole wide world[D] I sure would like to see.
[A]That's when that little[D] love of mine dips her[E] doughnut in my tea.
[A]Up on Cripple Creek,she sends me.
[D]If I spring a leak,she mends me.
[E]I don't have to speak,she defends me.
A[F#m]drunkards dream if I ever did see one.
[A]Me and my mate we were back at the shack, we had[D] Spike Jones on the box.
[A]She says, "I[D] can't take the way he sings, but I[E] love to hear him talk."
Now[A] that just gave my heart a throb to the[D] bottom of my feet.
And I[A] swore as I took a[D]nother pull, my[E] Bessie can't be beat.
[A]Up on Cripple Creek,she sends me.
[D]If I spring a leak,she mends me
[E]I don't have to speak,she defends me.
A[F#m]drunkards dream if I ever did see one.
There's a[A] flood out in California and up[D] north it's freezing cold.
[A]And this living[D] on the road is[E] getting pretty old.
So I[A] guess I'll call up my big mama,[D] tell her I'll be rolling in.
But you[A] know, deep down, I'm[D] kind of tempted to[E] go and see my Bessie again.
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