CRIPPLE CREEK

(Kentucky, traditional)



Hey, I got a gal,

At the head of the creek,

An' I'm goin' up t' see her,

'Bout three times a week.



Kisses on the mouth,

Jus' as sweet as any wine,

Wrap myself aroun' her,

Like a sweet potato vine.



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Goin' up Cripple Creek,

Goin' on a run,

Goin' up Cripple Creek,

T' have some fun.



Goin' up Cripple Creek,

Goin' in a whirl,

Goin' up Cripple Creek,

T' see my girl.



I got a gal,

An' she loves me,

She's as sweet

As she can be.



She's got eyes,

Of baby blue,

An' her love,

Fer me is true.



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Now the girls up Cripple Creek,

'Bout half grown,

Jump on a boy,

Like a dog on a bone.



Roll my britches,

Up to my knees,

An' wade ol' Cripple Creek,

When I please.



chorus:



Cripple Creek's wide,

An' Cripple Creek's deep,

Gonna wade ol' Cripple Creek,

'Fore I sleep.



Hills are steep,

An' the road is muddy,

An' I'm so drunk,

I can't stan' steady.



chorus:

Cripple Creek's wide,

An' Cripple Creek's deep,

Gonna wade ol' Cripple Creek,

'Fore I sleep.



Roll my britches,

To my knees,

'An wade ol' Cripple Creek,

When I please.



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Drive in a buggy,

That's for me,

Watch the wheels roll,

Merrily.



Through the mud.

An' over the stones,

Buckin' horses,

Break good bones.



chorus:



I went down,

To Cripple Creek,

To see what them gals,

Had to eat.



Got so drunk,

I fell against the wall,

Ol' corn likker,

Was the cause of it all.



chorus



I went down,

To Cripple Creek,

To see what them gals,

Had to eat.

What they cooked,

I couldn't eat at all,

Harder than,

A brick in the wall.



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