Cripple Creek
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1. Hey, I got a girl at the head of the creek,
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goin’
up to see her about two times a week.
Kiss her on the mouth, sweet
as any wine,
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wrap herself
around me like a sweet potato vine.
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Goin up
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goin
up
Goin up
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goin
up
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2. Now the girls up
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jump on a boy like a dog on a
bone.
Roll my britches up to my
knees,
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wade ol
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3. Now,
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wade
old
Hills are steep and the roads
are muddy,
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and I'm so dizzy that I can't
stand steady, I'm… + CHORUS
(orig. = capo 4th) (Buffy
Sainte-Marie)