RockTown Blues - Rising Sun Blues - Folk Version Lyrics

Kishore Kumar Hits — RockTown Blues - Rising Sun Blues - Folk Version Lyrics lyrics

Artist: RockTown Blues

album: Don't Judge

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, he knows, I was one
They filled, the glasses, to the brim
And let drinks, go round and round
And they drank, and played, the gambler
And ran, from town, to town
The only, thing, that a gambler, needs
Is a suitcase, and, a trunk?
And the only, time, he's satisfied
Is when, he's on, a drunk
Now boys, don't believe, what these girls, tell you
Though her eyes, be blue, or brown
Unless she's planning, to shun, this way of life
Saying boys, I can't, come down
Go tell, my brothers, not to do the things I've done
But to shun, that house, in New Orleans
I'm going back, back, to New Orleans
Before my race, is nearly, run
Gonna spend, the rest of my life
Beneath that rising Sun

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