White Buffalo The House Of The Rising Sun Lyrics

There is a house in Charming town
they call the Rising Sun
and it's been the ruin of many a poor girl
and me, oh god i'm one

If i listened to my momma
Lord i'd be home today.
But i was young and foolish
Handsome rider lead me astray

Go tell, my baby sister,
never do what i have done.
To shun the house in Charming town,
they call the Rising Sun.

My mother she's a tailor.
She sewed my new blue jeans.
My sweetheart, she's a rambler,
Lord he rides an old machine.

Now the only thing a rambler needs
is a suitcase and a gun. The only time he's satisfied
is when he's on the run.

He fills his chamber up with lead
and takes his pain to town.
Only pleasure he gets out of life,
is bringing another man down.

He's got one hand on the throttle,
the other on the brake.
He's heading back to Redwood,
to own his fathers stake.

And me i wait in Charming town,
to gain my love as one.
And i'm staying here to end my life,
down in the Rising Sun.

And i'm staying here to end my life,
down in the Rising Sun.