cloudship - the rising sun blues lyrics
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
well my mother was a tailor
she sewed my new black jeans
my father was a gambling man
down in new orleans
now the only thing a gambler needs
is a suitcase and a trunk
and the only time he’s satisfied is when he’s on or drunk
well now mother tell your children
not to do what i have done
and spend their lives in sin and misery
in the house of the rising sun
amazing grace, how sweet the sound
that saved a wretch like me
i once was lost, but now am found
i was blind but now i see
t’was grace that taught my heart to fear
and grace, my fears relieved
how precious did that grace appear
the hour i first believed
well i’ve got one foot on the platform
and the other on a train
i’m going back to new orleans
to wear that ball and chain
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