I Got Mine 
(Traditional) 
Performer(s): Ry Cooder



And I went down to a big crap game
'Twas certainly against my will
I lost every doggone nickel I had 
But a greenback dollar bill
Forty dollar that laid on the floor 
My buddy's point was nine 
Well, the police they come in there 
And caught all of 'em 
But I got mine

I got mine, let me tell ya 
I got mine 
I grabbed that money 
Out the back door I went flying 
Well, ever since the big crap game 
I've been livin' on chicken and wine
I'm the leader of society 
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