Retro Lyrics

 

UP ON CRIPPLE CREEK

 

When I get off of this mountain

You know where I want to go

Straight down the Mississippi river

To the Gulf of Mexico

To Lake George Louisiana

Little Bessie girl that I once knew

And she told me just to come on by

If there's anything she could do

 

Up on Cripple Creek she sends me

If I spring a leak she mends me

I don't have to speak she defends me

A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one

 

Good luck had just stung me

To the race track I did go

She bet on one horse to win

And I bet on another to show

Odds were in my favor

I had him five to one

When that nag to win came around the track

Sure enough he had won

 

I took up all of my winnings

And I gave my little Bessie half

And she tore it up and blew it in my face

Just for a laughs

There's just one thing in the whole wide world

I sure would like to see

That's when that little love of mine

Dips her doughnut in my tea

 

Me and my mate were back at the shack

We had Spike Jones on the box

She said I can't take the way he sings

But I love to hear him talk

Now that just gave my heart a fall

To the bottom of my feet

And I swore as I took another pull

My Bessie can't be beat

 

Now there's a fault out in California

And up north it's freezin' cold

And this living off the road

Is getting pretty old

So I guess I'll call up my big mama

Tell her I'll be rolling in

But you know deep down I'm kinda tempted

To see my little Bessie again

 


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