letra de house of the rising sun - brand new sin
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there is a house in new orleans
they call the rising sun
and it’s been the ruin of many poor boy
and god i know i’m one
my mother was a tailor
she sewed my new blue jeans
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
spend your lives 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 goin’ back to new orleans
to wear that ball and chain
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- letra de sorry mama - froogle
- letra de sick! - vino tarantino & trevor daniel
- letra de let go - pj morton
- letra de meet cute - moose
- letra de impressions - deliverance
- letra de shoutout to kerwin frost - benny revival
- letra de rising - fingertips
- letra de bruised soles - mazbou q