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 CharlesLouisiana
Little Bessiea girl that I once knew
And she told me just to come on by
If there s anything she could do
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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
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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 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
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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 fall
To the bottom of my feet
And I swore as I took another pull
My Bessie can t be beat
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Nowit s hot in California
And up north it s freezing 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
Bet you knowdeep downI m kinda tempted
To go and see my Bessie again
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