Up On Cripple Creek Lyrics - Before The Flood - Band

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 Charles Louisiana 

Little Bessie, girl that I once knew 

She told me just to come on by 

If there's anything that she could do 

Up on Cripple Creek, she sends me 

If I spring a leak, she mends me 

I don't have to speak, as she defends me 

A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one 

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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 

The odds were in my favor 

I had 'em five to one 

When that nag to win came around the track 

Sure enough we had won 

Up on Cripple Creek, as she sends me 

If I spring a leak, as she mends me 

I don't have to speak, as she defends me 

A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one 

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I took up all of my winnings 

And I gave my little Bessie half 

And she tore it up and threw it in my face 

Just for a laugh 

Now there's 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 

Up on Cripple Creek, as she sends me 

If I spring a leak, as she mends me 

I don't have to speak, as she defends me 

A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one 

Now 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 throb 

To the bottom of my feet 

And I swore as I took another pull 

My Bessie can't be beat 

Up on Cripple Creek, as she sends me 

If I spring a leak, as she mends me 

I don't have to speak, as she defends me 

A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one 

As there's a flood out in California 

And up North it's freezing cold 

And this living on 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 kind of tempted 

To go and see my Bessie again 

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