Cripple Creek Lyrics

A cripple on his deathbed
In a daydream did ride
All past the streams of fire
On a petal path did glide

He left his wheelchair spinning
Deeper in the mud
In it set his memories
In its body and its blood

An angel came to greet him
By his side she flew
Whispered, as a part of him
What he already knew

His head was spinning freely
And it was plain to see
His burden was himself, he bore
The sight his eyes could be

His death, it died quite easily
Right there, was gone for good
But couldn't see his loved one
Like he thought he should

He thought if they were gone, said he
And this cannot be true
The search to find what wasn't there
Has brought him back to you

Cripple Creek Q&A

Who wrote Cripple Creek's ?

Cripple Creek was written by Skip Spence.

Who produced Cripple Creek's ?

Cripple Creek was produced by Mark Lanegan.

Your Gateway to High-Quality MP3, FLAC and Lyrics
DownloadMP3FLAC.com