The House Of The Rising Sun (Buffalo)

They raze a house and shard me down

They go

The rise of sun

It's me being the ruin of many a poor girl

And me, oh God, I'm one

If I listen in to my mama

Lord, I'd be home today, but I's young and foolish, and some hide the last mistrain.

tell my baby sister never do what I've done to show they rouse and turn me down

they call the rising sun my mother she's a tailor she say my new blue jeans my

My sweetheart has a wrangler Lord that rides an old machine

Now the only thing a wrangler needs Is a suitcase and a gun

The only time he's satisfied is when he's on the run.

If he loses his temper that we've met and he takes his pain to town,

The only pleasure he gets out of life

is bringing another man down.

He's got an ant on the toothpick.

The old man on the brakes, he's riding back to Red Hill.

On him his father stays

And me away in charming town

To gain my love as one

I'm staying here to end my life

Down in the rising sun

I'm standing here to end my life

Down in the rice and sun