(Traditional) (C) - (F) - (G) - (Am)
(C) And I went to a big crap game, 'Twas (F) certainly my (C) will. I lost doggone nickel I had But a (G) dollar bill. (C) Forty dollar laid on the floor My (F) buddy's point was (C) Well, the (F) police they come in And (Am) all of 'em But (C) I (G) got (C) mine.
I got mine, let me ya (F) I got (C) mine. I grabbed money Out the back door (G) I went Well, (C) ever since the big game I've been (F) on chicken and (C) wine. I'm the (F) of so (Am) ciety (C) I (G) got (C) mine.
I know a shop It's a way town Down on street the only place on a Saturday night That us gamblers gets to Some comes for a And others for a scrap And you see me and my buddies up there, man We means to shoot crap Hollering: "Seven, eleven, you come, come, come!!! If you don't seven, eleven done, done, done" If I see the before he sees me I'm run, run, run I'm the of society Since I got
Well, I down to my best girl's house The hour was just about I wasn't dressed up like Henry But I was feeling just as I caught her sitting on another knee And I didn't like sign Well, I told them what I thought about it, And I got
I got mine, I got I grabbed my hat and through the I flying I ran as as I could run But I get there in time the rascal grabbed a shotgun, Lord And I got