Cripple Creek

I got a gal at the head of the creek,
I'm goin' up to see her the middle of the week.

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Goin' up Cripple Creek goin' in a run
Goin' up Cripple Creek to have some fun.
Goin' up Cripple Creek, goin' in a whirl
Goin' up Cripple Creek to see my girl

I got a girl and she loves me, she's as sweet as sweet can be
She's got eyes of baby blue, all my love for her is true.

Kiss her on the mouth just as sweet as any wine,
She wraps herself around me like a sweet potato vine.

Now the girls up Cripple Creek 'bout half grown,
Jump on a man like a dog on a bone.

Roll my britches up to my knees,
And wade old Cripple Creek when I please.

Cripple Creek's wide and Cripple Creek's deep,
Gonna wade old Cripple Creek before I sleep.

Hills are steep and the road is muddy,
And I'm so drunk I can't stand steady.

I went down to Cripple Creek,
To see what all them gals had to eat.

What they cooked I couldn't eat at all,
Harder than a brick in the wall.

Got so drunk I fell against the wall,
Old corn likker was the cause of it all.

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