Lyrics I Got Mine - Jim Croce

I went down to a big crap game,
And it certainly was against my will.
I lost every doggone nickel I had
'Cept a greenback dollar bill.
The boys had a bet lying on the floor,
And my buddy's point was nine.
When the police came they got all of them,
But I got mine.

I got mine, let me tell ya now
I got mine.
I grabbed that money and out the back door
I went flying.
Well, ever since the big crap game
I've been livin' on chicken and wine.
I'm the leader in high society
Since I got mine.

I went down to a turkey feast,
And that dinner was certainly fine.
Fifteen minutes 'fore the table was served
All the kinfolk fell in line.
When they brought that gobbler in
Uncle Joe how his eyes did shine.
I mean, talkin' 'bout wrestlin' and grabbin', but
I got mine.

I got mine, let me tell ya now
I got mine.
I grabbed that turkey and out the back door
I went flying.
I tried to make it to a hiding place
But I didn't get there in time.
Somebody grabbed me by the collar, and
I got mine.

I went down to my best girl's house last night
The hour was just about nine.
I wasn't dressed up like Henry Ford,
But I was feeling just as fine.
I caught her on some rascal's lap
And I didn't like that sign.
So, I told that joker what I thought of him,
And I got mine.

I got mine, let me tell ya now
I got mine.
I grabbed my hat and out the back door
I went flying.
That joker grabbed a big shotgun,
And he used it might fine.
I mean, talk about a rascal runnin', but
I got mine.

I know a barber shop down in town
It's over on North Fourth [Norfolk?] Street
It's the only place on Saturday night
The big gamblers can I meet.
Some come in for a haircut
Some come in for a scrap.
When you see my buddy and me come in,
We means to shoot some craps.
Holler: seven, eleven, won't you come, come, come!!!
If you don't seven, eleven me, dice,
I'm done, done, done
If I see the police before he sees me
I'm gonna run, run, run
'Cause I'm a leader in high society
Since I got mine.

Yes, I'm a leader in high society
Since I got mine.