(Traditional) (C) - (F) - (G) - (Am)
(C) And I down to a big crap game, (F) certainly against my (C) will. I every doggone nickel I had But a (G) dollar bill. (C) Forty dollar that on the floor My (F) point was (C) nine 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 (G) I went flying Well, (C) ever since the big game I've been (F) livin' on and (C) wine. I'm the (F) of so (Am) ciety (C) I (G) got (C) mine.
I a barber shop It's a way cross Down on Norfolk It's the place on a Saturday night That us gets to meet Some comes for a And come for a scrap And you see me and my buddies up there, man We means to shoot some Hollering: "Seven, eleven, you come, come, come!!! If you seven, eleven them done, done, done" If I see the police before he me I'm run, run, run I'm the of society Since I got
Well, I went to my best girl's house The was just about nine I wasn't up like Henry Ford But I was just as fine I caught her sitting on another knee And I didn't that sign Well, I told them what I 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