Cripple Creek
Band

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When I get off of this mountain
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You know where I want to go
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Straight down the Mississippi river
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To the Gulf of Mexico
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To Lake George, Louisiana
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Little Bessie, girl that I once knew
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And she told me just to come on by 
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If there's anything she could do

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Up on Cripple Creek she sends me
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If I spring a leak she mends me
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I don't have to speak she defends me
F#m	                G
A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one

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Good luck had just stung me
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To the race track I did go
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She bet on one horse to win
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And I bet on another to show
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Odds were in my favor
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I had him five to one
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When that nag to win came around the track
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Sure enough he had won

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Up on Cripple Creek she sends me
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If I spring a leak she mends me
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I don't have to speak she defends me
F#m	                G
A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one

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I took up all of my winnings
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And I gave my little Bessie half
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And she tore it up and blew it in my face
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Just for a laugh
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Now there's one thing in the whole wide world
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I sure would like to see
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That's when that little love of mine
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Dips her doughnut in my tea

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Up on Cripple Creek she sends me
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If I spring a leak she mends me
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I don't have to speak she defends me
F#m	                G
A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one

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Now me and my mate were back at the shack
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We had Spike Jones on the box
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She said, "I can't take the way he sings
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But I love to hear him talk"
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Now that just gave my heart a fall
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To the bottom of my feet
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And I swore and I took another pull
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My Bessie can't be beat

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Up on Cripple Creek she sends me
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If I spring a leak she mends me
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I don't have to speak she defends me
F#m	                G
A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one

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Yoodle ladee hoo
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Yoodle loodle ladee hoo
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Yoodle ladee hoo
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Yoodle loodle ladee hoo

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Now, thers's a flood out in California
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And up north it's pretty cold
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And this a living off the road
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Is getting pretty old
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So I guess I'll call up my big mama
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Tell her I'll be rolling in
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But you know, deep down, I'm kinda tempted
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To go and see my sweet Bessie again

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Up on Cripple Creek she sends me
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If I spring a leak she mends me
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I don't have to speak she defends me
F#m	                G
A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one

(TWO TIMES - GO HIGH ON SECOND TIME)
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Yoodle ladee hoo
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Yoodle loodle ladee hoo
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Yoodle ladee hoo
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Yoodle loodle ladee hoo

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