My mother told me to her bedside,
it hurt she said to me
You don't unquit your rambling ways
while I get you the pantry
So I set myself down the game,
could not play my hand
Thinking about a woman I love,
run away with another man
Run away with another man, poor boy
Run away with another man
Thinking about the woman I love
Run away with another man
When cards come round the table
Lord, I had a worried mind
I sank off gold dollars I wasted away
And I lost about ninety -nine
I lost about ninety -nine
Poor boy, lost about ninety -nine
My sack of gold dollars I wasted away
And lost about ninety -nine
It wasn't very long
Till I seen him again
I laid him down in my old courtyard
And the Dutch gave ninety -nine
The judge gave ninety -nine for one
The judge gave ninety -nine
I let him down with my old four -and -four
And the judge gave ninety -nine
When the jury said I had to pay
And the clerk, wrote it down
The judge called out my number,
2 -6 is upside down
2 -6 is upside down, come on,
2 -6 is upside down
The judge called out my number,
2 -6 is upside down
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