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