When I get off of this mountain, you know where I want to go? 
Straight down the Mississippi river, to the Gulf of Mexico 
To Lake Charles, Louisiana, little Bessie, girl that I once knew 
She told me just [bad word] on by, if there's anything she could do 

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Up on Cripple Creek she sends me 
If I spring a leak she mends me 
I don't have to speak, she defends me 
[bad word] #39;s dream if I ever did see one 

Good luck had just stung me, to the race track I did go 
She bet on one horse to win and I bet on another to show 
The odds were in my favor, I had 'em five to one 
When that nag to win came around the track, sure enough she had won 

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I took up all of my winnings, and I gave my little Bessie half 
And she tore it up and threw it in my face, just for a laugh 
Now there's one thing in the whole wide world, I sure would like to see 
That's when that little love of mine, dips her doughnut in my tea 

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Now me and my mate were back at the shack, we had Spike Jones on the box 
She said, "I can't take the way he sings, but I love to hear him talk" 
Now that just gave my heart a throb, to the bottom of my feet 
And I swore and I took another pull, my Bessie can't be beat 

(refrain) 

Now there's a flood out in California and up north it's freezing cold 
And this living on the road is getting pretty old 
So I guess I'll call up my big mama, tell her I'll be rolling in 
But you know, deep down, I'm kind of tempted 
To go and see my Bessie again.