Going up to cripple creek
Going 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
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
Sweet potato vine
Sweet potato vine

I’ll eat when I'm hungry, drink when I'm dry
It’s a feeling much better
I’ll sprout wings and fly
River was whisky and I was a duck
I’d dive to the bottom
I’d never come up
Never come up
Never come up
Nevеr come up