- Rising Sun Blues 歌詞 Doc Watson Clarence Ashley
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- Clarence Ashley Rising Sun Blues 歌詞
- Doc Watson Clarence Ashley
- There is a house down in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And many poor boy to distrut she has gone
And me, oh God, for one
Just fill the glasses to the brim
Let the drinks go merrily around
And well drink to the health of a rounder poor boy
Who goes from town to town
The only thing that a rounder needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time hes satisfied
Is when hes on a drunk
Now boys, dont believe what a girl tells you
Though her eyes be blue or brown
Unless shes on some scaffold high
Saying, 'Boys, I cant come down'
Im going back, back to New Orleans
For my race is nearly run
Gonna spend the rest of my wicked life
Beneath that Rising Sun
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