I went out to a nigger crap game; it was against my will The coons took all my money except one greenback dollar bill There was a hundred-dollar bet upon the table; the nigger's point was nine Just then the coppers stepped through the door but I got mine I got mine, boys; I got mine I grabbed that hundred-dollar bill then thro' the window I did climb Ever since then I've worn good clothes, living on chicken and wine I'm the leader of society since I got mine I went out to a turkey feast; the eatables were fine Half hour before that table was set, the coons all formed in line When they brought that buzzard in, their eyes began to shine They wouldn't wait but started to grab but I got mine I got mine, boys; I got mine Getting to that piece of fowl I had one horrible time One coon grabbed that eagle by the neck; I snatched on behind The coon in front thought he had the whole thing but I got mine I went out for to visit my gal; the hour it was about nine Dressed up like one millionaire and feeling right in line I caught her sitting on another nigger's lap; now that ain't a very good sign I told her what I thought of him, then I got mine I got mine, boys; I got mine That nigger pulled his shotgun out and used it mighty fine I tried to get through the window but I couldn't get through in time I eat my meals from a mantelpiece since I got mine