Up On Cripple Creek lyrics by Bob Dylan
Artist: Bob DylanTitle: Up on cripple creek
Written by Robbie Robertson (from the Band)
Release: 1974
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When I get off of this mountain
You know where I wanna go
Straight down the Mississippi river
to the Gulf of Mexico
To Lake Charles, Louisiana
My little Bessie, girl that I once knew
She told me just to come on by
if there's any thing 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
and to the race track I did go
I bet on one horse to win and
Bessie bet on another to show
The odds were in my favor
you know I had him five to one
When that nag to win
came around the track
Me and little Bessie had won
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
I picked up all of my winnings
And I gave my little Bessie half
She tore it up and blew it in my face
It's just for a laugh
Now that just a made my heart fall
to the bottom of my feet
And I swore as I took another pour
My Bessie can't be beat
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
Oh no hoo hoo
ho ho ho ho ho hoo hoo
Oh no hoo hoo
ho ho ho ho ho hoo hoo
Well, 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 there's one thing
in the whole wide world
I sure would love to see
That's when that little
sweet love of mine
puts her doughnut in my tea
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
There is a flood out in California
And up north it's freezing cold
And this living off in the road
is getting pretty old
So I guess
I'll call up my big mama
and tell her I'll be rolling in
But you know, deep down,
I'm sort 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
Oh no hoo hoo
ho ho ho ho ho hoo hoo
Oh no hoo hoo
ho ho ho ho ho hoo hoo
Oh no hoo hoo
ho ho ho ho ho hoo hoo
Oh no hoo hoo
ho ho ho ho ho hoo hoo
Oh no hoo hoo
ho ho ho ho ho hoo hoo
Oh no hoo hoo
ho ho ho ho ho hoo hoo
