Cripple Creek

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    Hey, I got a girl at the head of
 the creek,
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    goin' up to see her about two 
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times a week.

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

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Goin up Cripple Creek, goin on a 
run,
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goin up Cripple Creek to have a 
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little fun.

Goin up Cripple Creek, goin in a 
whirl,
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goin up Cripple Creek to see my 
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little girl.

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    Now the girls up Cripple Creek, 
about half-grown,
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    jump on a boy like a dog on a 
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bone.

    Roll my britches up to my knees,
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    wade ol Cripple Creek whenever 
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I please.

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Goin up Cripple Creek, goin on a 
run,
                          A    
goin up Cripple Creek to have a 
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little fun.

Goin up Cripple Creek, goin in a 
whirl,
                          A    
goin up Cripple Creek to see my 
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little girl.

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

    Hills are steep and the roads 
are muddy,
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    and I'm so dizzy that I can't 
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stand steady, I'm

 D
Goin up Cripple Creek, goin on a 
run,
                          A    
goin up Cripple Creek to have a 
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little fun.

Goin up Cripple Creek, goin in a 
whirl,
                          A    
goin up Cripple Creek to see my 
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little girl.