Goin up to cripple creek Goin on a run Going up to cripple creek To have a little fun Going up to cripple creek Going on a whirl Going up to cripple creek To see my girl See my girl I gotta gal at the head of the creek Going up to see her bout the middle of the week Kiss her on the mouth just as sweet as any wine Wraps herself around me like a sweet potato vine Sweet potato vine Ill eat when I'm hungry, drink when I'm dry Its a feeling much better Ill sprout our wings and fly (?) River was whisky, i was a dove Dive to the bottom, i never come up Never come up