Cripple Creek

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    Hey, I got a girl at the head of the creek,
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    goin' up to see her about two times a week.

    Kiss her on the mouth, sweet as any wine,
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    wrap herself around me like a sweet potato vine.

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Goin up Cripple Creek, goin on a run,
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goin up Cripple Creek to have a little fun.

Goin up Cripple Creek, goin in a whirl,
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goin up Cripple Creek to see my little girl.

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    Now the girls up Cripple Creek, about half-grown,
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    jump on a boy like a dog on a bone.

    Roll my britches up to my knees,
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    wade ol Cripple Creek whenever I please.

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Goin up Cripple Creek, goin on a run,
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goin up Cripple Creek to have a little fun.

Goin up Cripple Creek, goin in a whirl,
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goin up Cripple Creek to see my little girl.

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    Now, Cripple Creek's wide and Cripple Creek's deep,
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    wade old Cripple Creek before I sleep.

    Hills are steep and the roads are muddy,
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    and I'm so dizzy that I can't stand steady, I'm

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Goin up Cripple Creek, goin on a run,
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goin up Cripple Creek to have a little fun.

Goin up Cripple Creek, goin in a whirl,
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goin up Cripple Creek to see my little girl.