Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hard Travelin', artist - Woody Guthrie. Album song The First Rays of Protest in the Twentieth Century, Vol. 1, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 30.01.2014
Record label: Revolver
Song language: English
Hard Travelin' |
There is a house in New Orleans |
You call the Rising Sun |
It’s been the ruin of many-a poor soul |
And me, Oh God I’m one |
If I had listened to what momma said |
Being home today |
Being so young and foolish poor girl |
Let a gambler lead me astray |
My mother she’s a tailor |
Sows those blue, blue jeans |
My sweatheart he is a drunkard Lord God |
Drinks down in New Orleans |
He fills his glasses to the brim |
Passes them around |
The only pleasure that he gets out of live |
Is a-hoboin' from town to town |
The only thing this drunkard needs |
Is a suitcase and a trunk |
Only time that he’s half satisfied |
Is when he’s on a drunk |
Go and tell my baby sister |
Never do like I have done |
Shun that house down in New Orleans |
That they call the Rising Sun |
With one foot on the platform |
One foot on the train |
I’m going back down to New Orleans |
To wear my ball and my chain |
My live is allmost over |
My race is allmost done |
Going back down to New Orleans |
To that house of the Rising Sun |
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