Song | Up On Cripple Creek - Live |
Artist | Bob Dylan & The Band |
Album | Before The Flood |
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Lyrics:Robbie Robertson Music:Robbie Robertson | |
When I get off of this mountain, you know where I want to go? | |
Straight down the Mississippi river, to the Gulf of Mexico | |
To Lake Charles, Louisiana, little Bessie, girl that I once knew | |
She told me just to come on by, if there's anything she could do | |
Refrain: | |
Up on Cripple Creek she sends me | |
If I spring a leak she mends me | |
I don't have to speak, she defends me | |
A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one | |
Good luck had just stung me, to the race track I did go | |
She bet on one horse to win and I bet on another to show | |
The odds were in my favor, I had 'em five to one | |
When that nag to win came around the track, sure enough she had won | |
(refrain) | |
I took up all of my winnings, and I gave my little Bessie half | |
And she tore it up and threw it in my face, just for a laugh | |
Now there's one thing in the whole wide world, I sure would like to see | |
That's when that little love of mine, dips her doughnut in my tea | |
(refrain) | |
Now me and my mate were back at the shack, we had Spike Jones on the box | |
She said, 'I can't take the way he sings, but I love to hear him talk' | |
Now that just gave my heart a throb, to the bottom of my feet | |
And I swore and I took another pull, my Bessie can't be beat | |
(refrain) | |
Now there's a flood out in California and up north it's freezing cold | |
And this living on the road is getting pretty old | |
So I guess I'll call up my big mama, tell her I'll be rolling in | |
But you know, deep down, I'm kind of tempted | |
To go and see my Bessie again. | |
(refrain) |
Lyrics: Robbie Robertson Music: Robbie Robertson | |
When I get off of this mountain, you know where I want to go? | |
Straight down the Mississippi river, to the Gulf of Mexico | |
To Lake Charles, Louisiana, little Bessie, girl that I once knew | |
She told me just to come on by, if there' s anything she could do | |
Refrain: | |
Up on Cripple Creek she sends me | |
If I spring a leak she mends me | |
I don' t have to speak, she defends me | |
A drunkard' s dream if I ever did see one | |
Good luck had just stung me, to the race track I did go | |
She bet on one horse to win and I bet on another to show | |
The odds were in my favor, I had ' em five to one | |
When that nag to win came around the track, sure enough she had won | |
refrain | |
I took up all of my winnings, and I gave my little Bessie half | |
And she tore it up and threw it in my face, just for a laugh | |
Now there' s one thing in the whole wide world, I sure would like to see | |
That' s when that little love of mine, dips her doughnut in my tea | |
refrain | |
Now me and my mate were back at the shack, we had Spike Jones on the box | |
She said, ' I can' t take the way he sings, but I love to hear him talk' | |
Now that just gave my heart a throb, to the bottom of my feet | |
And I swore and I took another pull, my Bessie can' t be beat | |
refrain | |
Now there' s a flood out in California and up north it' s freezing cold | |
And this living on the road is getting pretty old | |
So I guess I' ll call up my big mama, tell her I' ll be rolling in | |
But you know, deep down, I' m kind of tempted | |
To go and see my Bessie again. | |
refrain |
Lyrics: Robbie Robertson Music: Robbie Robertson | |
When I get off of this mountain, you know where I want to go? | |
Straight down the Mississippi river, to the Gulf of Mexico | |
To Lake Charles, Louisiana, little Bessie, girl that I once knew | |
She told me just to come on by, if there' s anything she could do | |
Refrain: | |
Up on Cripple Creek she sends me | |
If I spring a leak she mends me | |
I don' t have to speak, she defends me | |
A drunkard' s dream if I ever did see one | |
Good luck had just stung me, to the race track I did go | |
She bet on one horse to win and I bet on another to show | |
The odds were in my favor, I had ' em five to one | |
When that nag to win came around the track, sure enough she had won | |
refrain | |
I took up all of my winnings, and I gave my little Bessie half | |
And she tore it up and threw it in my face, just for a laugh | |
Now there' s one thing in the whole wide world, I sure would like to see | |
That' s when that little love of mine, dips her doughnut in my tea | |
refrain | |
Now me and my mate were back at the shack, we had Spike Jones on the box | |
She said, ' I can' t take the way he sings, but I love to hear him talk' | |
Now that just gave my heart a throb, to the bottom of my feet | |
And I swore and I took another pull, my Bessie can' t be beat | |
refrain | |
Now there' s a flood out in California and up north it' s freezing cold | |
And this living on the road is getting pretty old | |
So I guess I' ll call up my big mama, tell her I' ll be rolling in | |
But you know, deep down, I' m kind of tempted | |
To go and see my Bessie again. | |
refrain |