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Up on Cripple Creek:The Band. #25 in 1970. Album - The Band. #1. A D When I get off of this mountain, you know where I want to go? A D E Straight down the Mississippi river, to the Gulf of Mexico. A D To Lake Charles, Louisiana, little Bessie, girl that I once knew. A D E She told me just to come on by, if there's anything she can do. CHORUS: A Up on Cripple Creek she sends me.. D if I spring a leak she mends me. E I don't have to speak, she defends me.. F#m G a drunkard's dream if I ever did see one. #2. A D Good luck had just stung me, to the race track I did go. A E She bet on one horse to win and I bet on another to show. A D The odds were in my favor, I had 'em five to one.. A D E when that, nag to win, came around the track, sure enough we had won. CHORUS: A Up on Cripple Creek she sends me.. D if I spring a leak she mends me. E I don't have to speak, she defends me.. F#m G a drunkard's dream if I ever did see one. #3. A D I took up all of my winnings, and I gave my little Bessie half. A D E And she tore it up and threw it in my face, just for a laugh. A D Now, there's just one thing in the whole wide world, I sure would like to see.. A D E that's when that goooood love of mine, dips her doughnut in my tea. Hee, hee. CHORUS: A Up on Cripple Creek she sends me.. D if I spring a leak she mends me. E I don't have to speak, she defends me.. F#m G a drunkard's dream if I ever did see one. #4. A D Now, me and my mate were back at the shack, we had Spike Jones on the box. A D E She said, "I can't take the way he sings, but I love to hear him talk." A D Now, that just gave my heart a throb, to the bottom of my feet. A D E And I swore as I took another pull, my Bessie can’t be beat. CHORUS: A Up on Cripple Creek she sends me.. D if I spring a leak she mends me. E I don't have to speak, she defends me.. F#m G a drunkard's dream if I ever did see one. A D A D Loooow, looow, hoo..loodle, loodle, loodle hooo. A D A D Loooow, looow, hoo..loodle, loodle, loodle hooo. #5. A D There's a flood out in California, and up North it's freezing cold. A D E And this, living on the road, is getting pretty old. A D So, I guess, I'll call up my big mama, tell her I'll be rolling in. A D But you know, deep down, I'm kind of tempted, E to go and see my Bessie, again. CHORUS: A Up on Cripple Creek she sends me.. D if I spring a leak she mends me. E I don't have to speak, she defends me.. F#m G a drunkard's dream if I ever did see one. OUTRO: A D A D Loooow, looow, hoo..loodle, loodle, loodle hooo. A D A D Loooow, looow, hoo..loodle, loodle, loodle hooo. A D A D Loooow, looow, hoo..loodle, loodle, loodle hooo. A D A D Loooow, looow, hoo..loodle, loodle, loodle hooo. A seventies smash from Kraziekhat.