Dublin Creek

I won't tell you what I'm thinking

You'll just have to guess what I got on my mind

Might be four of a kind, keep u guessin'.

I've been waitin' to play you since I left Deadwood, South Dakota

And bet one more last hand at Dublin Creek



They tell me you're the master of the cheatin' game

They tell me you're the king of the Sleight-of-hand

Palm Cards, Stack a deck, keep dealing those seconds, Hey

I see you brought your cappers, lookin for soul to rob

I'm glad we got to meet at Dublin Creek



I don't know what u got hidden

I know my Aces have got you dead to rights



Yea, I come a long, long way

And I didn't come to play

Make ya famous here at Dublin Creek

Just in case you missed my name

They called me Wild Bill

Gonna make ya famous here Dublin Creek



I know what your thinkin', I'm just another player

You got me pegged as a drifter fresh from out of town

Ready to take me down, Take my money

But I got some news for you at the end of this losing streak

Gonna make ya famous here in Dublin Creek



I see jacks but I don't know what you got hidden

I'll just fold for now, and make you feel like you're winning

We got a long one here tonight at Dublin Creek



We got one last hand! No bottom dealing

You've been a big stack bully, since the night began!

Nothing in my hand, one broken ace and a snowman.

Gonna make u famous here at Dublin creek

But I went all in - old George must have thought I

Committed a cardinal sin,

Loved my strange technique

Stealin' Easy money from a sucker at Dublin Creek



George showed a full boat; a couple J-Birds with aces high

And he started laughin' thinkin' he got by

Until he saw my Colt 45, start sweatin'

I said "George, on behalf of all the good honest people that you cheat

I wish you fond farewell from Dublin Creek

Rest in peace