[00:08.920]Little Jesse was a gambler, night and day
[00:11.640]And he used crooked cards and dice
[00:15.080]He was a son of guy, good hearted but he had no soul
[00:18.120]Jesse's heart was hard and cold like ice
[00:22.100]Jesse was a wild reckless gambler
[00:24.240]He won a gang of change
[00:26.170]Altho' a many gambler's heart he led in pain
[00:37.690]Jesse began to spend and loose his money
[00:39.060]He began to be blue, sad and all alone
[00:42.470]What broke Jesse's heart while he was blue and all alone
[00:45.630]Sweet Lorena packed up and gone
[00:50.100]And the police walked up and they shot my friend Jesse down, boy
[00:53.820]He got to die someday
[00:56.360]He had a gang, gang and gamblers at his bedside
[01:01.680]And here are the words he had to say
[01:04.280]I guess I ought to know
[01:07.160]Exactly how I want to go
[01:10.900]Eight crapshooters to be my pallbearers
[01:14.220]Let 'em be veiled down in black
[01:17.460]I want nine men going to the graveyard, buddy
[01:20.580]I want eight men coming back
[01:24.620]I want a gang of gamblers gathered 'round my coffin-side
[01:28.360]Crooked card printed on my hearse
[01:34.760]My life has been a doggone curse
[01:51.320]Well, well, well, well
[01:53.120]Send poker players to the graveyard, buddy
[01:55.050]Dig my grave with the ace of spades
[01:58.860]I want twelve polices in my funeral march
[02:02.300]High sheriff playin' blackjack, lead the parade
[02:05.440]I want the judge and solic'ter who jailed me fourty times
[02:09.050]Put a pair of dice in my shoes, what else
[02:13.360]Let a deck of cards be my tombstone, buddy
[02:15.680]I got the dying crapshooter
[02:35.880]Sixteen real good crapshooters
[02:38.820]Sixteen bootleggers to sing a song
[02:42.240]I want sixteen racket men gamblin'
[02:44.720]Couple tend bar while I'm rollin' along
[02:48.770]He wanted twenty two womens outta the Hampton Hotel
[02:52.900]He wanted twenty six off-a South Bell
[02:55.600]He wanted twenty nine women outta North Atlanta
[02:58.860]Know little Jesse didn't pass out so swell
[03:02.400]Well his heart was aching and his head was thumping
[03:06.150]Little Jesse went down bouncin' and jumpin'
[03:10.320]Folks, don't be standing 'round ol' Jesse dying
[03:12.880]He wants everybody to do the Charleston whiles he gone
[03:17.600]One foot up, and a toenail dragging
[03:20.640]Throw my friend Jesse in the hoodoo wagon
[03:24.280]Come here mama with that can of booze
[03:27.070]I got the dyin’ crapshooter's, blues
[03:30.700]The dyin’ crapshooter's blues
[03:33.910]The dyin’ crapshooter