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The Band "Up On Cripple Creek" on The Ed Sullivan Show
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Rick Danko
Rick Danko
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Levon Helm
Levon Helm
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Garth Hudson
Garth Hudson
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Richard Manuel
Richard Manuel
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Robbie Robertson
Robbie Robertson
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Robbie Robertson
Robbie Robertson
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프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
The Band
The Band
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Joe Zagarino
Joe Zagarino
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Tony May
Tony May
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When I get off of this mountain You know where I want to go Straight down the Mississippi River To the Gulf of Mexico To Lake Charles, Louisiana Little Bessie, girl I once knew She told me just to come on by If there's anything that she could do 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 'em five to one And that nag to win came around the track Sure enough, we had won 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 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, hee, hee 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 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 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 No, no, ooh Loddle-loddle-ooh No, loddle-loddle-ooh Loddle-loddle-ooh There's a flood out in California And up North, it's freezing cold And this living on the road Is getting 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 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 No, no, ooh Loddle-loddle-ooh No, loddle-loddle-ooh Loddle-loddle-ooh No, no, ooh Loddle-loddle-ooh Loddle-loddle-ooh Loddle-loddle-ooh
Writer(s): Robbie Robertson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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