Mississippi John Hurt
I Got Mine
I got mine, boys, I got mine
Every since I've been a wayward [cloak?]
Livin' off'a chicken and wine
I'mma get'm an [officer?] side [?]
I got mine

I went down to...
It was against my will
That was a hundred-dollar bet on the table
You know, and the [pint?] was nine
I grabbed that hundred-dollar bill
Through the window I did climb

I got mine, boys, I got mine

[Interviewer: spoken]
How about one called-