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<pre><font size='+2'>THE DYIN CRAPSHOOTERS BLUES lyrics BLIND WILLIE MCTELL</font><br>Little Jesse was a gambler, night and day<br />
He used crooked cards and dice.<br />
Sinful guy, good hearted but had no soul<br />
Heart was hard and cold like ice<br />
<br />
Jesse was a wild reckless gambler<br />
Won a gang of change<br />
Altho` a many gambler`s heart he led in pain<br />
Began to spend a-loose his money<br />
Began to be blue, sad and all alone<br />
His heart had even turned to stone.<br />
<br />
What broke Jesse`s heart while he was blue and all alone<br />
Sweet Lorena packed up and gone<br />
Police walked up and shot my friend Jesse down<br />
Boys i got to die today<br />
<br />
He had a gang of crapshooters and gamblers at his bedside<br />
Here are the words he had to say:<br />
<br />
Guess I ought to know<br />
Exactly how I wants to go<br />
(How you wanna go, Jesse?)<br />
<br />
Eight crapshooters to be my pallbearers<br />
Let `em be veiled down in black<br />
I want nine men going to the graveyard, bubba<br />
And eight men comin back<br />
<br />
I want a gang of gamblers gathered `round my coffin-side<br />
Crooked card printed on my hearse<br />
Don`t say the crapshooters`ll never grieve over me<br />
My life been a doggone curse<br />
<br />
Send poker players to the graveyard<br />
Dig my grave with the ace of spades<br />
I want twelve polices in my funeral march<br />
High sheriff playin` blackjack, lead the parade<br />
<br />
I want the judge and solic`ter who jailed me 14 times<br />
Put a pair of dice in my shoes (then what?)<br />
Let a deck of cards be my tombstone<br />
I got the dyin` crapshooter`s blues<br />
<br />
Sixteen real good crapshooters<br />
Sixteen bootleggers to sing a song<br />
Sixteen racket men gamblin`<br />
Couple tend bar while i`m rollin` along<br />
<br />
He wanted 22 womens outta the Hampton Hotel<br />
26 off-a South Bell<br />
29 women outta North Atlanta <br />
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Little Jesse was a gambler, night and day
He used crooked cards and dice.
Sinful guy, good hearted but had no soul
Heart was hard and cold like ice

Jesse was a wild reckless gambler
Won a gang of change
Altho` a many gambler`s heart he led in pain
Began to spend a-loose his money
Began to be blue, sad and all alone
His heart had even turned to stone.

What broke Jesse`s heart while he was blue and all alone
Sweet Lorena packed up and gone
Police walked up and shot my friend Jesse down
Boys i got to die today

He had a gang of crapshooters and gamblers at his bedside
Here are the words he had to say:

Guess I ought to know
Exactly how I wants to go
(How you wanna go, Jesse?)

Eight crapshooters to be my pallbearers
Let `em be veiled down in black
I want nine men going to the graveyard, bubba
And eight men comin back

I want a gang of gamblers gathered `round my coffin-side
Crooked card printed on my hearse
Don`t say the crapshooters`ll never grieve over me
My life been a doggone curse

Send poker players to the graveyard
Dig my grave with the ace of spades
I want twelve polices in my funeral march
High sheriff playin` blackjack, lead the parade

I want the judge and solic`ter who jailed me 14 times
Put a pair of dice in my shoes (then what?)
Let a deck of cards be my tombstone
I got the dyin` crapshooter`s blues

Sixteen real good crapshooters
Sixteen bootleggers to sing a song
Sixteen racket men gamblin`
Couple tend bar while i`m rollin` along

He wanted 22 womens outta the Hampton Hotel
26 off-a South Bell
29 women outta North Atlanta
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