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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Band
The Band
Performer
Bob Clearmountain
Bob Clearmountain
Remixer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robbie Robertson
Robbie Robertson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Band
The Band
Producer
John Simon
John Simon
Co-Producer
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
When i get off of this mountain, you know where I wanna go
Straight down the Mississippi River to the Gulf of Mexico
To Lake Charles Louisiana, little Bessie, girl that I once knew
She told me just to come on by if there's anything that she could do
[Verse 2]
Up on Cripple Creek, she sends me
If I spring a leak, she mends me
I don't have to speak as she defends me
A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one
[Verse 3]
Good luck had just stung me to the rave 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 'em five to one
When that nag to win came around the track, sure enough we had won
[Verse 4]
Up on Cripple Creek, she sends me
If I spring a leak, she mends me
I don't have to speak as she defends me
A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one
[Verse 5]
I took up all of my winnings and I gave my little Bessie half
And she tore it up and threw 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
[Verse 6]
Up on Cripple Creek, she sends me
If I spring a leak, she mends me
I don't have to speak as she defends me
A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one
[Verse 7]
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 throb to the bottom of my feet
And I swore as I took another pull, my Bessie can't be beat
[Verse 8]
Up on Cripple Creek, as she sends me
If I spring a leak, she mends me
I don't have to speak as she defends me
A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one
[Verse 9]
As there's a flood out in California, and up north it's freezin' cold
And this livin' on 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
[Verse 10]
Up on Cripple Creek, she sends me
If I spring a leak, she mends me
I don't have to speak as she defends me
A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one
Written by: Robbie Robertson
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