Song | I Got Mine |
Artist | Ry Cooder |
Album | Steel Magnolias |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
(traditional) | |
(c) - (f) - (g) - (am) | |
(c) and i went down to a big crap game, | |
'twas (f) certainly against my (c) will. | |
I lost every doggone nickel i had | |
But a (g) greenback dollar bill. | |
(c) forty dollar that laid on the floor | |
My (f) buddy's point was (c) nine | |
Well, the (f) police they come in there | |
And (am) caught all of 'em | |
But (c) i (g) got (c) mine. | |
I got mine, let me tell ya | |
(f) i got (c) mine. | |
I grabbed that money | |
Out the back door (g) i went flying | |
Well, (c) ever since the big crap game | |
I've been (f) livin' on chicken and (c) wine. | |
I'm the (f) leader of so (am) ciety | |
Since (c) i (g) got (c) mine. | |
I know a barber shop | |
It's a way cross town | |
Down on norfolk street | |
It's the only place on a saturday night | |
That us gamblers gets to meet | |
Some comes for a haircut | |
And others come for a scrap | |
And when you see me and my buddies up there, man | |
We means to shoot some crap | |
Hollering: "seven, eleven, won't you come, come, come!!! | |
If you don't seven, eleven them | |
You're done, done, done" | |
If i see the police before he sees me | |
I'm gonna run, run, run | |
I'm the leader of society | |
Since i got mine | |
Well, i went down to my best girl's house | |
The hour was just about nine | |
I wasn't dressed up like henry ford | |
But i was feeling just as fine | |
I caught her sitting on another man's knee | |
And i didn't like that sign | |
Well, i told them what i thought about it, boys | |
And i got mine | |
I got mine, i got mine | |
I grabbed my hat and through the window | |
I went flying | |
I ran as fast as i could run | |
But i didn't get there in time | |
Because the rascal grabbed a shotgun, lord | |
And i got mine |
traditional | |
c f g am | |
c and i went down to a big crap game, | |
' twas f certainly against my c will. | |
I lost every doggone nickel i had | |
But a g greenback dollar bill. | |
c forty dollar that laid on the floor | |
My f buddy' s point was c nine | |
Well, the f police they come in there | |
And am caught all of ' em | |
But c i g got c mine. | |
I got mine, let me tell ya | |
f i got c mine. | |
I grabbed that money | |
Out the back door g i went flying | |
Well, c ever since the big crap game | |
I' ve been f livin' on chicken and c wine. | |
I' m the f leader of so am ciety | |
Since c i g got c mine. | |
I know a barber shop | |
It' s a way cross town | |
Down on norfolk street | |
It' s the only place on a saturday night | |
That us gamblers gets to meet | |
Some comes for a haircut | |
And others come for a scrap | |
And when you see me and my buddies up there, man | |
We means to shoot some crap | |
Hollering: " seven, eleven, won' t you come, come, come!!! | |
If you don' t seven, eleven them | |
You' re done, done, done" | |
If i see the police before he sees me | |
I' m gonna run, run, run | |
I' m the leader of society | |
Since i got mine | |
Well, i went down to my best girl' s house | |
The hour was just about nine | |
I wasn' t dressed up like henry ford | |
But i was feeling just as fine | |
I caught her sitting on another man' s knee | |
And i didn' t like that sign | |
Well, i told them what i thought about it, boys | |
And i got mine | |
I got mine, i got mine | |
I grabbed my hat and through the window | |
I went flying | |
I ran as fast as i could run | |
But i didn' t get there in time | |
Because the rascal grabbed a shotgun, lord | |
And i got mine |
traditional | |
c f g am | |
c and i went down to a big crap game, | |
' twas f certainly against my c will. | |
I lost every doggone nickel i had | |
But a g greenback dollar bill. | |
c forty dollar that laid on the floor | |
My f buddy' s point was c nine | |
Well, the f police they come in there | |
And am caught all of ' em | |
But c i g got c mine. | |
I got mine, let me tell ya | |
f i got c mine. | |
I grabbed that money | |
Out the back door g i went flying | |
Well, c ever since the big crap game | |
I' ve been f livin' on chicken and c wine. | |
I' m the f leader of so am ciety | |
Since c i g got c mine. | |
I know a barber shop | |
It' s a way cross town | |
Down on norfolk street | |
It' s the only place on a saturday night | |
That us gamblers gets to meet | |
Some comes for a haircut | |
And others come for a scrap | |
And when you see me and my buddies up there, man | |
We means to shoot some crap | |
Hollering: " seven, eleven, won' t you come, come, come!!! | |
If you don' t seven, eleven them | |
You' re done, done, done" | |
If i see the police before he sees me | |
I' m gonna run, run, run | |
I' m the leader of society | |
Since i got mine | |
Well, i went down to my best girl' s house | |
The hour was just about nine | |
I wasn' t dressed up like henry ford | |
But i was feeling just as fine | |
I caught her sitting on another man' s knee | |
And i didn' t like that sign | |
Well, i told them what i thought about it, boys | |
And i got mine | |
I got mine, i got mine | |
I grabbed my hat and through the window | |
I went flying | |
I ran as fast as i could run | |
But i didn' t get there in time | |
Because the rascal grabbed a shotgun, lord | |
And i got mine |