Becky Deem, She Was A Gamblin'
Lead Belly
King Of The Twelve-String Guit
Becky Deem, She Was A Gamblin' Girl---Lead Belly
Becky Deem, she was a gamblin' gal
She win all her money, and she win it fair
Becky Deem, she was a gamblin' gal
She win all her money, and she win it fair
Becky Deem, had her games on the ground
She win all the money the skinner Could be a "mule
down
Becky Deem, had her games on the ground
She win all the money the skinner laid down
She started to hit one, with a singletreea wooden
bar swung at the center from a hitch on a plow, wagon,
She started to hit one, with a singletree
You mighta heared the rascal hollerin' "Don't you murder me"
Walked all the way from East St Louis
She didn't have but the one thin dime
She walked all the way from East St Louis
And she didn't have but the one thin dime
Never spent it for whiskey, and honey neither for wine
Yes I spent it all on the sake of the man of mine
She never spent it for whiskey, and honey neither for wine
I spent it all on the sake o' the man o' mine