Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Rising Sun Blues, artist - Woody Guthrie.
Date of issue: 05.11.2019
Song language: English
The Rising Sun Blues |
There is a house down in New Orleans they call the rising sun |
And it’s been the ruin of many a poor girl and me, oh God, I’m one. |
My mother was a tailor, she sowed these new blue jeans |
My sweetheart was a gambler, Lord, down in New Orleans. |
Now the only thing a gambler needs is a suitcase and a trunk |
And the only time when he’s satisfied is when he’s on a drunk. |
He fills his glasses up to the brim and he’ll pass the cards around |
And the only pleasure he gets out of life is rambling from town to town |
Oh tell my baby sister not to do what I have done |
But shun that house in New Orleans they call the rising sun. |
Well with one foot on the platform and the other foot on the train |
I’m going back to New Orleans to wear that ball and chain. |
I’m going back to New Orleans, my race is almost run |
I’m going back to end my life down in the rising sun. |
There is a house in New Orleans they call the rising sun |
And it’s been the ruin of many a poor girl and me, oh God, I’m one. |