fiddlin' john carson
i got mine
C) And I went down to a nigger 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  the nigger's '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