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(C) - (F) - (G) - (Am) 



(C) And I went down to a big crap game, 

'Twas (F) certainly against my (C) will. 

I lost every doggone nickel I had 

But a (G) greenback dollar bill. 

(C) Forty dollar that laid on the floor 

My (F) buddy's point was (C) nine 

Well, the (F) police they come in there 

And (Am) caught all of  'em 

But (C) I (G) got (C) mine. 



I got mine, let me tell ya 

(F) I got (C) mine. 

I grabbed that money 

Out the back door (G) I went flying 

Well, (C) ever since the big crap game 

I've been (F) livin' on chicken and (C) wine. 

I'm the (F) leader of so (Am) ciety 

Since (C) I (G) got (C) mine. 



I know a barber shop 

It's a way cross town 

Down on Norfolk street 

It's the only place on a Saturday night 

That us gamblers gets to meet 

Some comes for a haircut 

And others come for a scrap 

And when you see me and my buddies up there, man 

We means to shoot some crap 

Hollering: "Seven, eleven, won't you come, come, come!!! 

If you don't seven, eleven them 

You're done, done, done" 

If I see the police before he sees me 

I'm gonna run, run, run 

I'm the leader of society 

Since I got mine 



Well, I went down to my best girl's house 

The hour was just about nine 

I wasn't dressed up like Henry Ford 

But I was feeling just as fine 

I caught her sitting on another man's knee 

And I didn't like that sign 

Well, I told them what I thought about it, boys 

And I got mine 



I got mine, I got mine 

I grabbed my hat and through the window 

I went flying 

I ran as fast as I could run 

But I didn't get there in time 

Because the rascal grabbed a shotgun, Lord 

And I got mine