Refrain: / A - / D - / E - / F#m G - - / --------- 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 him five to one When that nag to win came around, sure enough me and Bessie had won {Refrain}

I took up all of my winningsaAnd I gave my little Bessie half She tore it up and blew 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 fall to the bottom of my feet And I swore as I took another look, my Bessie can't be beat {Refrain + whooping interlude} Lo, lo, oo hoo...

Now, there's a flood out in California and up north it's freezing cold And this living off 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 kinda tempted to go and see my Bessie again Refrain + whooping} Lo, lo, oo hoo..

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