Paroles de Cripple Creek

I got a gal at the head of the creek Goin up t' see her 'bout the middle of the week Kiss her on the mouth, just as sweet as any wine Wraps herself around me like a sweet potatoe vine Goin' up t' Cripple Creek, goin' on the run Goin' up t' Cripple Creek t' have a little fun Goin' up t' Cripple Creek, goin in a whirl Goin' up t' Cripple Creek t' see my girl Girls up on Cripple Creek about half grown Jump on a man like a dog on a bone I'll roll my britches up to my knees An' wade in ol' Cripple Creek when I please Goin' up t' Cripple Creek, goin' on the run Goin' up t' Cripple Creek t' have a little fun Goin' up t' Cripple Creek, goin in a whirl Goin' up t' Cripple Creek t' see my girl