Story Behind The Song

These are men of the Mississippi delta and their lives are measured in scar tissue and reputation. These are not men you approach without some nerve. These are the knife fighters and blood bringers of Tunica, Clarksdale, and Lula. These are the direct descendants of thick skinned sharecroppers and not no pussy wuss plantation owners kids... these men are the midnight switchblade barroom brawlers who love more and love harder and love truer than any weak stick soft handed man ever could. These are the men of the delta.

Song Description

Cutty, oh Cutty and Junkyard Jim Dupree, Leroy Gunkel, and that piece of shit, Fishbone Freddy. These are the main players in this song, but let us not forget Mama. Her words are echoed by her poor boys restless spirit in distress. His knowledge of knowing what he should do but his inability to engage with willpower or restraint. The gambler who lacks discipline also lacks a lasting fortune... even the big time windfall is only a fleeting success. Passing rapidly like the dice rolling and the numbers landing and the money running out. If you gamble your last handful, you're bound to lose it all someday.

Lyrics

~ Oh Cutty, Oh Cutty ~


Well I doubled down in a poker town,
Me and junkyard Jim Dupree,
We was rollin dice at the horseshoe lounge,
Till I was 500 dollars deep,

When in walked old LeRoy Gunkel,
Well he came strutting on through that door,
And said Cutty my son don't worry,
Here's you one hundred dollars more,

Chorus:
Well Cutty ohh Cutty,
My mama used to say,
If you gamble your last handful,
You're bound to lose it all someday,
Bound to lose it all someday.
Bound to lose it all someday.

But 6 months now it's been,
Since Fishbone Freddy come around,
he put a beating on LeRoy's baby sister,
And old LeRoy had me put him down,

But im 500 dollars deep now Mama,
With a fresh hundred on my side,
And there's a pretty little Lula woman,
Blowin good luck kisses on my dice,

Chorus:
Well Cutty ohh Cutty,
My mama used to say,
If you gamble your last handful,
You're bound to lose it all someday,
Bound to lose it all someday,
Bound to lose it all someday.


And Junkyard Jim got whiskey drunk,
Picked a Mississippi fight,
And LeRoy left with a Delta woman on each arm,
Old Leroy knows when to let it ride,

But not me boys im just too damn dumb,
To cut my losses and walk away,
All them folks crying throw those 7's,
Well Cutty oh Cutty - I can hear my mama say,

Chorus:
Well Cutty ohh Cutty,
Child don't lose you way,
If you gamble your last handful,
You're bound to lose it all someday,
Bound to lose it all someday,
Bound to lose it all someday.


But I hear temptation scream my name,
Go on now Cutty give em one more roll,
Well if I keep throwing these Devil's dice now boys,
Well someday im bound to lose my soul,
Well I'm bound to lose my soul,

Chorus:
Well Cutty ohh Cutty,
My mama used to say,
If you gamble your last handful,
You're bound to lose it all someday,
Bound to lose it all someday ohh Lord,
Bound to lose it all someday.

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