I Got Mine (Ry Cooder)

C And I went down to a big crap game, F C 'T was certainly against my will. I lost every doggone nickel I had G But a greenback dollar bill. C Forty dollar that laid on the floor F C My buddy's point was nine F Well, the police they come in there Am And caught all of 'em C G C But I got mine. I got mine, let me tell ya F C I got mine. I grabbed that money G Out the back door I went flying C Well, ever since the big crap game F C I've been livin' on chicken and wine. F Am I'm the leader of society C G C Since I got 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