See page 21 and 72 in my Griffin book.
The Jim Panky version, like most, is embellished with various rolls, making it tricky to pick out the actual melody. The following tab seems to be clean and simple:
I find a variety of lyrics. I like these:
Cripple Creek’s wide and Cripple Creek’s deep I’ll wade old Cripple Creek before I sleep Roll my breeches to my knees I’ll wade ol’ Cripple Creek when I please Goin’ up Cripple Creek goin’ in a run Goin’ up Cripple Creek to have some fun.A more complete set is:
I got a girl and she loves me She’s as sweet as sweet can be She’s got eyes of baby blue Makes my gun shoot straight and true. Goin’ up Cripple Creek goin’ in a run Goin’ up Cripple Creek to have some fun. Cripple Creek’s wide and Cripple Creek’s deep I’ll wade old Cripple Creek before I sleep Roll my breeches to my knees I’ll wade ol’ Cripple Creek when I please I went down to Cripple Creek To see what them girls had to eat I got drunk and fell against the wall Old corn likker was the cause of it allHere are some others:
Goin’ up to Cripple Creek; Goin’ on a run Goin’ up to Cripple Creek to have a little fun Goin’ up to Cripple Creek; Goin’ on a whirl Goin’ up to Cripple Creek to see my girl I got a gal at the head of the creek Goin up to see her bout the middle of the week Kiss her on the mouth just as sweet as any wine Wraps herself around me like a sweet potato vine I’ll eat when Im hungry, drink when Im dry Get to feelin’ much better Ill sprout wings and fly If the river was whiskey and I was a duck I’d dive to the bottom and never come up