Classic Poem

Becky
Deem
She was a gambling gal
Win all the money
And she winned it fair
Becky
Deem
She was a gambling gal
She win all the money
And she winned it fair

Becky
Deem
Had the gamblers all on the ground
She win all the money
The skinners / laid / down
Becky
Deem
Had the gamblers all on the ground
She win all the money
The skinners / laid / down

She started
To hit one
With her cigarette case
Might-a hear the rascal hollering
Don't you murder me
She started
To hit one
With her cigarette case
You might-a hear the rascal hollering
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
Honey, neither for wine
I spent it all on
This big ugly man of mine
Never spent it
For whiskey
Honey, and neither for wine
I spent it all on
This big ugly man of mine