Song:Cripple Creek Traditional Bluegrass (mixed lyrics) I got a gal at the head of the creek goin up to see her bout the middle of the week kiss her on the mouth just as sweet as wine wraps herself around me like a sweet potato vine Goin' up Cripple Creek goin' in a run Goin' up Cripple Creek to have some fun. Goin' up cripple creek goin in a whirl Goin' up Cripple Creek , see my girl I got a girl and she loves me She's as sweet as sweet can be She's got eyes of baby blue Makes my gun shoot straight and true. CHORUS: X1 Cripple Creek's wide and Cripple Creek's deep I'll wade old Cripple Creek before I sleep Roll my breeches to my knees I'll wade ol' Cripple Creek when I please CHORUS: X1 I went down to Cripple Creek To see what them girls had to eat I got drunk and fell against the wall Old corn likker was the cause of it all CHORUS:X1 girls up cripple creek bout half grown jump on a man like a dog on a bone Roll my breeches to my knees I'll wade ol' Cripple Creek when I please CHORUS: X2