Up On Cripple Creek        J. Robbie Robertson / The Band
Key: D
Intro: D,D,Dfl-D,D x2

     D				     G
When I get off of this mountain, You know where I'm gonna go?
D					    A
 Straight down the Mississippi River to the Gulf of Mexico,
   D				   G
To Lake Charles, Louisiana, Little Bessie girl I once knew,
D			 G		       A
 And she told me just to come on by (for) what-ever she could do.

Chorus:
	D
	Up on Cripple Creek she sends me
	G
	If I spring a leak, she mends me
	A
	I don't have to speak: she defends me - 
	  Bm			C
	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.
Odds were in my favour - I had 'em 5 to 1,
And that nag to win came around the track - sure enough, we had won!


I took up all of my winnings, and I gave my little Bessie half.
She tore it up and threw it in my face, just for a laugh.
Now if there's one thing in theis whole wide world I sure would like to see,
It's when that little love of mine dips her doughnut in my tea.


Now there's a flood in California, and up North it's freezin' cold,
And this livin' off the road is gettin' pretty old,
So I guess I'll call up my big Mama, tell her I'll be rollin' in,
But you know, deep down, I'm kinda tempted to go and see my Bessie again.