House of the Rising Sun
There is a house down in New OrleansThey call the Risin’ SunAnd it’s been the ruin of many a poor girlAnd me, oh God, I’m a-one My mother was a tailorShe sewed these new blue jeansMy father was a gambler, LordDown in
Category: Lyrics
Geordie’s Lost His Liggie
Yeehoo Oh Geordie’s lost his liggyOh Geordie’s lost his liggyOh Geordie’s lost his liggyAlong the Scotswood Road And he couldn’t find his liggyHe couldn’t find his liggyHe couldn’t find his liggyAlong the Scotswood Road, yeehoo Well, he lost it down the nettyHe
Oh Lord
Oh Lord, what’s wrong with meI can’t seem to be what I wanna beAnd it’s not for the sake of tryin’I tried so hard, God know, and felt like dyin’ And if you’ve been watchin’You woulda seen me cryin’So oh Lord, oh
Goodbye Love
Goodbye loveGoodbye love I’ve been hot on the heels of a heartbreakSince I started out with youTryin’ to patch up your world which was broken in twoAnd all I ever got for my troubles was rejectionThat’s why trusting you was more than I could do You’re