I Got Mine - Gary Stewart

I went down to a big crap game

It certainly was against my will

I lost every dog-gone nickel I had

And a greenback dollar bill

A 40 dollar bet laying on the floor

And my buddy’s point was nine

The police come in and caught all of them

But I got mine

I got mine, I got mine

I grabbed that money and out the back door I went flyin'

Ever since that big crap game

I been living' on mad dog wine

I’m the enemy of the police since I got mine

There’s a barbershop across town down on North Walker Street

It’s the only place on a Saturday night we gamblers care to meet

Some go there for a haircut

And some go there just to chat

But when you see me down there

Man, I mean to shoot some crap

Seven come on 11

Shine, shine, shine

Baby, needs a new pair of shoes

And I’ve got a hole in mine

Sweet little miss lady luck ain’t kneeling by my side

Them boys they all went crying

'Cause I got mine

I went over to my best gal’s house

I got there about time

I wasn’t dressed in my very best but I was feeling mighty fine

I caught my gal on another man’s knees

And I didn’t like that sign

And when I told them just what I thought about it

Boys I got mine

I got mine, I got mine

Like a big fat tomcat through that window I went flying

I ran as fast as I could but I didn’t get there on time

That rascal grabbed a shotgun

And I got mine, woo

I got it, I got it