Tumbling Dice - Live At The El Mocambo 1977

People think I'm crazy, others saying I'm lazy

And make me burn the candle right down

But baby, baby, I don't need no jewels in my crown

All you ladies is low down hustlers

Cheatin' like I don't know how

But baby, I said baby, there's fever in the funk house now

This low down bitchin' got my poor feet a-itchin'

You know, you know the deuce is still wild

Baby, baby, you got to roll me

And call me the tumbling dice

Always in a hurry, I never stop to worry

Don't see the time flashin' by

Honey, I got no money

I'm all sixes and sevens and nines

O now, baby, I'm a lone craps shooter

Playing in alley all night

Baby, I can't stay

You got to roll me

You got to roll me and call me the tumbling dice

Am I, Am I'm the lone craps shooter

Playing the field every night

Baby, get it straight

You got to roll me

You got to

You got to

You got to

Got to roll me (Call me the tumbling dice)

Got to roll me

Keep on roling, ah

Keep on roling, ah

Keep on, keep it on rolling

Keep on, keep it on rolling

Keep on, keep it on rolling