(Traditional) (C) - (F) - (G) - (Am)
(C) And I down 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 that laid on the My (F) point was (C) nine Well, the (F) they come in there And (Am) all of 'em But (C) I (G) got (C) mine.
I got mine, let me ya (F) I got (C) mine. I that money Out the back door (G) I went Well, (C) ever since the big crap I've (F) livin' on chicken and (C) wine. I'm the (F) leader of so (Am) (C) I (G) got (C) mine.
I know a barber a way cross town Down on street It's the only place on a Saturday That us gets to meet Some for a haircut 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, them done, done, done" If I see the police before he me I'm run, run, run I'm the leader of Since I got
Well, I went down to my girl's house The was just about nine I dressed up like Henry Ford But I was feeling as fine I caught her sitting on another knee And I didn't like that Well, I told them I thought about it, boys And I got
I got mine, I got I grabbed my hat and the window I flying I ran as as I could run But I get there in time Because the rascal grabbed a shotgun, And I got