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Up On Cripple Creek

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