Buffy St Marie
Cripple Creek
Composição de (Buffy Sainte-Marie/Traditional)
D Hey, I got a girl at the head of the creek, A D goin’ up to see her about two times a week. Kiss her on the mouth, sweet as any wine, A D wrap herself around me like a sweet potato vine. D Goin up Cripple Creek, goin on a run, A D goin up Cripple Creek to have a little fun. Goin up Cripple Creek, goin in a whirl, A D goin up Cripple Creek to see my little girl. D Now the girls up Cripple Creek, about half-grown, A D jump on a boy like a dog on a bone. Roll my britches up to my knees, A D wade ol Cripple Creek whenever I please. D Goin up Cripple Creek, goin on a run, A D goin up Cripple Creek to have a little fun. Goin up Cripple Creek, goin in a whirl, A D goin up Cripple Creek to see my little girl. D Now, Cripple Creek's wide and Cripple Creek's deep, A D wade old Cripple Creek before I sleep. Hills are steep and the roads are muddy, A D and I'm so dizzy that I can't stand steady, I'm D Goin up Cripple Creek, goin on a run, A D goin up Cripple Creek to have a little fun. Goin up Cripple Creek, goin in a whirl, A D goin up Cripple Creek to see my little girl.
Enviado por: Paulo Rocha Antunes
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