Verse: I gotta gal and she loves me, She’s as sweet as she can be, She’s got eyes of baby blue, Make’s my gun shoot straight and true. 
Chorus: Goin��� up Cripple Creek, goin��� in a whirl, Goin��� up Cripple Creek, to see my girl. Goin’ up Cripple Creek goin’ in a run Goin’ up Cripple Creek to have some fun. 
Verse: My gal lives at the head of the creek, I go up to see her ���bout twice a week. She���s got kisses sweet as any wine, wraps herself ���round me like a sweet pertater vine. 
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Verse: Cripple Creek’s wide and Cripple Creek’s deep, I’ll wade old Cripple Creek before I sleep Roll my britches to my knees I’ll wade old Cripple Creek when I please. 
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