letra de house of the rising sun - waylon jennings
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there is a house in new orleans,
they call the rising sun,
and it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy,
and god i know i’m one.
my mother was a tailor,
she sewed my new bluejeans,
my father was a gamblin man,
down in new orleans.
now the only thing a gambler needs,
is a suitcase and trunk,
and the only time he’s satisfied,
is when he’s on a drunk.
oh mother tell your children,
not to do what i have done:
to spend your lifes in sin and misery,
in the house of the rising sun.
well i got one foot on the platform,
the other foot on the train,
i’m going back to new orleans,
to wear that ball and chain.
well, there is a house in new orleans,
they call the rising sun,
and it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy,
and god i know i’m one
letras aleatórias
- andy black › letra de the martyr - andy black
- ozuna › letra de baila baila baila (remix) - ozuna
- revilatiun › letra de ghost - revilatiun
- here we go magic › letra de hands in the sky - here we go magic
- bts › letra de dionysus (english translation) - bts
- far caspian › letra de the place - far caspian
- paul the messenger › letra de personal - paul the messenger
- local natives › letra de tap dancer - local natives
- of virtue › letra de no control - of virtue
- set for tomorrow › letra de stay - set for tomorrow