Tipo de gaita: Qualquer tipo
Tom: qualquer

CRIPPLE CREEK-TRADITIONAL
Arranged by Me.
Known as either a Flatt and Scruggs tune, or as
a Buffy Ste. Marie tune. (I know it as a Buffy
tune).
There are other variations of Cripple Creek in
both words and music, if you are interested, let
me know; Or feel free to post an alternate variation of the tune.

FLATT and SCRUGGS LYRICS:
7 7   7 6   5   -4  -6    6
I got a gal and she loves me
6     5  5     4  -3  -4  4
She's as sweet as she can be
6     -6  6    5  -4 -6 6
She's got eyes of ba-by blue
6     5  6   5     -3       -4  4
Makes my gun shoot straight and true.

Chorus:
7  7   7  6    5   6      5  5   5  5   6
Go-in' up Crip-ple Creek, go-in' on the run,
7  7   7  6    5   6     5  -5   5 -4  -3  5
Go-in' up Crip-ple Creek to have a lit-tle fun.
7  7   7  6    5   6     5  5   5  5 6 
Go-in' up Crip-ple Creek go-in' on a whirl.
7  7   7  6    5   6     5  -5  5  -4  -3  4
Go-in' up Crip-ple Creek to see my lit-tle girl.

Well I married my wife in the month of june
Married her up by the light of the moon
Wailing down on Cripple Creek
We've been down there about a week

Cripple Creek's wide and Cripple Creek's deep
I'll wade ole Cripple Creek before I sleep
Roll my britches up to the knees
I'll wade ole Cripple Creek when I please.

Now Cripple Creek girls is about half grown
Jumped on the man like a dog on a bone
Roll my britches up until my knees
Gonna cross 'ol Cripple Creek when I please

I went down to Cripple Creek
To see what them girls had to eat
I got drunk and fell against the wall
Ole corn licker was the cause of it all.

Hey, I got a girl at the head of the creek
Goin up to see her about 2 times per week
Kiss her in the mouth, sweet as any wine
Wrap herself around me like a sweet potato vine

Now, Cripple Creek's wide and Cripple Creek's deep
Wade old Cripple Creek before I sleep
Hills are steep and the roads are muddy
And I'm so dizzy that I can't stand steady


BUFFY STE. MARIE LYRICS:(one verse missing I'll
post lyrics later)
7 7   7 6   5  5   -4   -4 -6    6
I got a gal at the head of the creek.
6 6   5  5  5   5   4   -3   -4 4
Goin' up to see her two times a week.
6    -6  6  -6  6  5   -4    -4 -6  6
Kiss her on the mouth, sweet as any wine.
6     5  6   5     -3       -4  4
Makes my gun shoot straight and true.
6    6   5    5 6    6  5    5 -3    -3 -4  4
Wrap her arms around me like a sweet potato vine.

Chorus:
7  7   7  6    5   6      5  5   5  5   6
Go-in' up Crip-ple Creek, go-in' on the run,
7  7   7  6    5   6     5  -5   5 -4  -3  5
Go-in' up Crip-ple Creek to have a lit-tle fun.
7  7   7  6    5   6     5  5   5  5 6 
Go-in' up Crip-ple Creek go-in' on a whirl.
7  7   7  6    5   6     5  -5  5  -4  -3  4
Go-in' up Crip-ple Creek to see my lit-tle girl.

Now, Cripple Creek's wide, and Cripple Creek's
deep.
I wade ol' Cripple Creek before I sleep.
The hills are steep, and the roads are muddy.
I get so dizzy that I can't stand "study"(steady)