All alone the captain stands
The gambler tips his hat
Butting through the overhanging trees
And walks towards the door
Hasn't heard from his deck hands
It's the second half of the cruise
Hey, hey, Cripple Creek Ferry
Make way for the Cripple Creek Ferry
Make way for the Cripple Creek Ferry
The water's going down, it's a mighty tight squeeze
Hey, hey, Cripple Creek Ferry
Make way for the Cripple Creek Ferry
Butting through the overhanging trees
The water's going down, it's a mighty tight squeeze
And you know he hates to lose
