I got a girl and she loves me,
She's as sweet as she can be,
She got eyes of baby blue,
Makes my gun shoot straight and true.
Goin' up Cripple Creek, goin' on a run
Goin' up Cripple Creek, to have a little fun,
Goin' up Cripple Creek, goin' in a whirl,
Goin' up Cripple Creek, to see my girl.
Cripple Creek's wide and Cripple Creek's deep,
I'll wade ol' Cripple Creek before I sleep.
Roll up britches up to my knees,
I'll wade ol' Cripple Creek when I please.
I went down to Cripple Creek,
To see what them girls had to eat,
I got drunk and fell against the wall,
Ol' corn licker was the cause of it all.
Well I married a wife in the month of June,
I married her up by the light of the moon,
We live down on Cripple Creek,
We've been there about a week.
I got a gal at the head of the creek,
And I'm goin' there to see her 'bout the middle of the week,
Kiss her on the mouth, just as sweet as any wine,
Wrap herself around me like a sweet potato vine.