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 buddys 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
Ive been F livin on chicken and C wine
Im the F leader of so Am ciety
Since C I G got C mine
I know a barber shop
Its a way cross town
Down on Norfolk street
Its 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, wont you come, come, come!
If you dont seven, eleven them
Youre done, done, done
If I see the police before he sees me
Im gonna run, run, run
Im the leader of society
Since I got mine
Well, I went down to my best girls house
The hour was just about nine
I wasnt dressed up like Henry Ford
But I was feeling just as fine
I caught her sitting on another mans knee
And I didnt 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 didnt get there in time
Because the rascal grabbed a shotgun, Lord
And I got mine