I Got Mine - Ry Cooder

Now I went down to a big crap game

Certainly was against my will

I lost every doggone nickel I had

But a greenback dollar bill

Forty dollar bet laid on the floor

My buddy’s point was nine

Well, the police they come in there

And caught all of us

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 a leader of society

Since I got mine

I know a barber shop

It’s a way cross town

Down on North Walker Street

Onliest place on a Saturday night

Us gamblers cares to meet

Some comes in for a haircut

And others come for a scrap

But 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 dice

I’m a-done, done, done»

If I see the police before he sees me

I’m gonna run, run, run

I’m a leader of society

Since I got mine

Well, I went down to my best gal’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

Man I got mine

Sho' did

I just didn’t run fast enough